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Raelle blushed. "I was so gonna be calm and laid back and not do this. I may have understated the facts when I told you I was kind of a math nerd," she said with a self-deprecating grin. "I may on occasion get a little bit nuts when things aren't just so."

She picked up a scoop. "These are for shaping the dough into cookies. Umm....it has to be these ones and filled exactly or they don't cook exactly perfect...." She put her hand over her eyes. "I'm just making it worse aren't I?"

Ignace patted her on the arm as she rolled her eyes. "It's okay, sis. He hasn't run away yet. I think he probably already knows you're a little high strung."

Ardiente 'Scorch' wrote:

Ardiente follows the instructions closely, but botches cracking the eggs a few times. He smiles a bit sheepishly "You're right, this is way harder than it looks."

Raelle is making funny faces as she tries so hard not to freak out as Chara picks the eggshells out of the batter. "It's fine," she said through clenched teeth, attempting to smile. "Everyone has to start somewhere."

"We have to let her 'fix' it before we actually bake the cookies, or her brain might implode," Ignace said, rolling her eyes as she stepped aside to let Raelle have access to the bowl.

Ardiente sighs dramatically "I'm so misunderstood." He says, barely containing a grin.

He stands a bit out of the way while the girls get everything set up, though he will offer to help if any of them appear to need an assist.

The girls clearly know what they're doing and the counter is covered with ingredients and tools in no time flat. Raelle gets the oven heating, while Ignace starts the instructions.

"Alright, to start we need two cups of flour," she said bossily. "Chara, show him which measuring cup to use."

Ardiente grins at Chara "I have to admit, I would also pretend to be sad sometimes just to get feel better cookies" He says, with a chuckle as he puts on his apron.

He turns to Ignace "Alright, what do we do first? Be easy on me, as this is my first time." He says with a small smile.

Ignace sighed and rolled her eyes. "Your boyfriend is so weird, Raelle," she complained.

Ardiente 'Scorch' wrote:

Raelle del Sol wrote:

Ignace's tears finally stopped around the same time as Chara's story finished. Raelle sent Ignace to the bathroom to clean up and headed to the kitchen.

"Hey, you two. Sounds like you're having a good time in here. Since Mom is still sleeping, how about we make a batch of feel-better cookies? Chara, you should go and tell Ignace that's what we're doing."
As soon as Chara ran off, excited about cookies, Raelle hugged Ardiente. "Thanks for being here. I don't think I could have handled both of them by myself."

He hugs her back "You're quite welcome, though to be honest, there's few other places I would rather be than with you and your family."

He lets that sink in for a few moments, then says "So, baking cookies. I don't think I've ever taken part in such an activity."

"You've never made cookies?!" Chara demands, shocked, as she returns to the kitchen with Ignace in tow. "Well, you need to learn then."

Ignace sighs and opens a drawer. She starts pulling out aprons. "You're going to need to wear one of these. It gets quite messy," she said, pointedly staring at Chara, who promptly stuck her tongue out at Ignace.

Ignace del Sol wrote:

Raelle del Sol wrote:

Meanwhile, Raelle sits down on the sofa next to Ignace.
"Whatcha making?" she asks, trying to draw her sister out a little.

"It's the front panel of a new dress," Ignace said stiffly.

"Hmm. Well, it looks pretty. You're really talented. But you don't have to just work all the time." She paused as Ignace glared at her. "I'm not suggesting you have to stop," she said, putting up her hands to ward off the angry tirade that was threatening. "But maybe you might like me to ask one of your friends to come and spend time with you? I know there's a lot going on, but it's easier with friends. That's all I'm saying."

"How can you be so calm?" Igance snapped. "You almost....you almost..."

Meanwhile, Raelle sits down on the sofa next to Ignace.
"Whatcha making?" she asks, trying to draw her sister out a little.

"It's the front panel of a new dress," Ignace said stiffly.

Lucas Svarog wrote:

Fieri Sunwake wrote:

Sorchan del Sol wrote:

Lucas Svarog wrote:

"I have confirmed that raelle was captured alive and by a group of firebirds. they numbered four guards and one who appeared to be a child."

A series of expressions passed across Sorchan's face. Rage, sorrow, fear. But only for a moment. "Thank you once again for your help," he said.

"I'll let James know," she said, from where she was seated on the couch, with her arm around Chara. "That information might help them narrow the search area further."

"it was the least I could do. With our homes gone we must band together and aid each other in any way we can instead of squandering what resources we have in petty squabbles, besides, it was the right thing to do... Unfortunately I believe I am at the limit of what my creativity and power can help with here..." He seems somewhat lost but seems to be trying to draw strength from political pseudo philosophy.

"I will not forget this," Sorchan said, trying to convey gratitude, but practically bouncing off the walls with fear and worry.

"Wait, before you go," the young blond girl spoke up. "Umm....when my teacher asked me to come here I left Phaedra alone with Lang. They're probably fighting. She always fights with everyone," Ignace added with a sigh. "Could you check on her? I mean, not that you have to or anything."

Reminder in case the relationships have slipped your mind that Phaedra is Lucas and Lily's younger sister.

"Gareth accidentally blew himself up. Chara, Vis, and Grim went to go check on him, Mrs. Blackscales," Ignace replied quickly, looking nervous as she saw the expression on her teacher's face.

Lang finally speaks up, Ignace, I'm sorry. I never meant to upset you. I hope we can still be friends, and we will see how thing develop in the future.

Turning to Ori, I hope you are doing well with your bonded spirit. Have you been doing the stress relief exercises I recommended?

"I'm sorry too," she said quietly. "I may have overreacted. A little."

"Phaedra doesn't like talking to non-firebirds," she said softly, her eyes firmly on her toes. "And Lang and I had...kind of an argument."

"I thought dinner just meant it was big? Or was that supper..."

"No, now you're dealing with regional differences. Breakfast always refers to the first meal of the day. Lunch always refers to the midday meal. Supper always refers to the evening meal. But in some regions they refer to lunch as dinner and in some regions they refer to supper as dinner. I don't know why. It's very confusing. We....moved around a lot after my powers manifested...for obvious reasons. So I've heard quite a few variations. But I always think of the evening meal as dinner since that was what I learned first."

"Lunch. Lunch is what we're up to."

"It's dinner, Grim. Dinner is the one after classes. Lunch is the one in the middle of the day. And breakfast is the first meal of the day," Ignace said quietly, trying not to call too much attention to herself. It wasn't the first time she'd noticed Grim not quite getting it when it came to times of day. She wasn't sure they had days where he was from.

Lang Fei wrote:

Lang holds Chara in place, glancing up as she tells about the boys. she did huh? well, I'm glad everything and everyone is ok. he says, almost wishing he was there for her.

looking to Ignace as they walked. Yes, the ceremony went well. I... he starts to say something else, then stops perhaps this is not the time.

Lets go have some fun this afternoon. and looking to Phaedra It's ok to smile, I know a lot more than you think about firebirds. and you just may find that some of us non-firebirds can be good friends.

Phaedra made a face like someone who had just bitten into a lemon. "I do not require your pity," she said stiffly.

Ignace rolled her eyes. "Phaedra is having some trouble adjusting to life on the surface. It's easier for Chara and I because we never lived on the sun among the other firebirds. You can't miss what you never had. Her family were strict segregationists and she is still learning how to accept others as equals," she said sweetly but with a pointed glare at Phaedra.

Phaedra crossed her arms and pouted.

Lang Fei wrote:

Phaedra Svarog wrote:

Phaedra glared at Ignace and then glared briefly at Lang. "Hello," she said stiffly to a spot just past Lang's ear.

Lang Bows at Phaedra, I am honored to meet you. he says respectfully.

Lang then turns back to Ignace, I am sorry about before, I have missed your company. Lang says as he walks with them to the Cafeteria.

He offers a hand to Chara, even offering to let her ride on Lang's shoulders if she wants.

Chara gladly climbs up on to his shoulders, turning to stick her tongue out at Phaedra.

"I hear that your ceremony went smoothly. I am glad. It is....for the best that I did not attend." Her posture was still a bit stiff and her speech formal, but she didn't seem to object to Lang's presence.

Lang smiles at Ignace's acceptance. would you like to introduce me to your friend? he asks hoping to make a pleasant conversation and ease Ignace's anxiety a little.

"Lang, this is Phaedra. Phaedra, Lang."

"Be nice," she hissed at Phaedra before she could make any of her usual nasty comments about non firebirds.

Ignace del Sol wrote:

Ignace and Phaedra were walking down the hall and Ignace stopped when she saw Lang. But then she started walking again.
"Hello," she said stiffly.

Lang paused as she walked by. Ahh, hello, Ignace. he smiled as she walked by.

wait, Do you and your friend want to join us for dinner in the garden? Chara and I with Sun and maybe Sara are going play a game later. I would like for you to join us.

Lang tries to be polite as possible and welcoming. He looks toward Ignace's new friend a bit hoping for an introduction.

Ignace hesitates. She had been very upset with Lang, but she wasn't sure that she was upset enough to inflict Phaedra on him. On the other hand, Chara was giving her the puppy dog eyes. Her little sister hated conflict.

Chara del Sol wrote:

Lang Fei wrote:

Lang looks thoughtfully at her logic, But you are a firebird, I don't think you will do well in water even if you could swim. So I really don't think that is a really good idea.

Lang sort of wants her to try and have some fun, but he also does not want to see her get hurt.

then he has an idea, How about this, you skate like you want to but instead of water I catch you in the air ball like this?

Chara stops to consider this. "Yeah, okay. That works way better. No chance of drowning. Yay! I know the perfect staircase too! It has an extra wide bannister, so I don't even have to find any plywood! And I get to fly through the air!" she agrees enthusiastically.

Lang gives a laugh, Ok, but first lets go get some food. you can join Sun and Sara, and me in the Garden. then we can all play.

Lang tries to escort Chara to get some dinner. and show her the way to everyone else.

and enter Ignace to yell at Lang again....

Ignace and Phaedra were walking down the hall and Ignace stopped when she saw Lang. But then she started walking again.

Ignace rolled her eyes. "It's not like you have to stay with me, you know." She sighed and relented a bit. "But this time you're in luck. I need to run an errand. There's something I don't understand how to do and I want to ask someone. You won't like him because he's icy, but I absolutely won't forgive you if you're rude, so if you can't keep civil then find someone else to bother," she said sternly.

Okay, so this is not as bad for the firebirds....potentially very, very awkward, but not necessarily bad. Jacob on the other hand....ummm.....sorry? DC 18 saves for half damage.

Fire filled the hallway, but not ordinary fire. This explosion originated in the belly of a volcano located in the heart of the Plane of Fire. The fire wasn't just hot, but also sticky, full of droplets of lava.
Fire damage: 20d6
Ignace crumpled to the ground, and as she lost consciousness the fire disappeared as if it had never been there.

After a several second delay, Ignace is teleported to the infirmary.

Okay, so this is not as bad for the firebirds....potentially very, very awkward, but not necessarily bad. Jacob on the other hand....ummm.....sorry? DC 18 saves for half damage.

Fire filled the hallway, but not ordinary fire. This explosion originated in the belly of a volcano located in the heart of the Plane of Fire. The fire wasn't just hot, but also sticky, full of droplets of lava.
Fire damage: 20d6 ⇒ (6, 4, 3, 2, 3, 1, 6, 1, 5, 5, 2, 2, 4, 2, 5, 3, 3, 1, 4, 3) = 65
Ignace crumpled to the ground, and as she lost consciousness the fire disappeared as if it had never been there.

FWOOOOOOOOM!

The corridor became an inferno for several seconds as Ignace lost control of her powers.

Reflex save for everyone in the corridor to see if you were able to get out of the direct blast before it went off.

One, two, buckle my shoe. Three, four, shut the door. Don't listen, don't listen, don't listen....don't think about it....five, six, pick up sticks...

The confrontation between the would be bullies and the girls and their would be protector was suddenly interrupted by a hallway full of bats. Ignace screamed, completely losing her concentration.

Ignace curled up into a ball on the floor, running nursery rhymes through her head over and over. If she didn't focus on the here and now then maybe she could stop it. The air around her was getting hotter.

Ignace glanced nervously at the group of boys clustered along the hallway outside the cafeteria as Phaedra chattered on about dresses. Normally she'd be happy to talk about clothes. It was her favorite subject. But having to pass such a crowd of people made her nervous. And there was something that seemed off....

Just as they moved past the group, she gasped in surprise as she was hit squarely in the face with some sort of fruit paste. Phaedra shreaked indignantly as she was also covered in sticky thrown food.

Ignace watched the clock. It seemed to be moving very, very slowly.

"I can't believe we actually have to take classes with non-firebirds....it just isn't right. Do they not understand the importance of keeping ourselves separate? We're special...surely they must see that." Phaedra had kept up a steady stream of this sort of chatter since they got there. It was annoying. Ignace had barely picked at her lunch. Being around Phaedra was stressful. But she couldn't seem to make her go away. "I just feel so comfortable around you...I'm so glad that there's someone I can really talk to here....I was worried that wouldn't be the case," Phaedra continued while Ignace ground her teeth.

Ignace sighed and winced as the new girl gripped her arm tightly as they waited in the lunch line.

"If you would prefer we can take our lunches to the sewing room to eat," she sai begrudgingly. She had meant to go and eat alone, but this new girl was impossible to get rid of.

Ignace del Sol wrote:

"Yes, at least, I'll try," she said. "It's the least I can do after she helped me so much today."

"I...uh, hope you have a good time and that it's a nice trip," she said a little awkwardly, not really sure how she was supposed to talk about the trip she wasn't going on any more.

"Hai!" Midori says excitedly, folding the yukata gently and apparently oblivious to Ignace's awkwardness.

"You have fun too Ignace-chan. I should be going or I'm going to be late. Lang-kun said we should be back tomorrow I think." Midori thought briefly about giving Ignace a hug, but she wasn't sure it would be proper, and anyway Ignace-chan probably didn't want to be hugged. Instead Midori settles for a smile and a bow. "Goodbye!" she says, on the way out towards her own room.

"Goodbye," Ignace said, glad that Midori seemed to be in a good mood, glad that she was getting some space from Lang, but also a little jealous that the others were going on the trip without her. But she knew it was for the best. She wasn't ready to be around that many people away from school. They could get hurt.

Ignace del Sol wrote:

"Maybe...they tend to be pretty distracted by stuff like boyfriends...but I suppose it couldn't hurt. It's a good idea, Midori. Maybe that will help her feel a little less caught in between."

Midori stands a little taller, more proudly and there's a shy smile on her face at the praise of her idea from Ignace. "Can you help her while I'm away? Lang-kun wants to leave soon and I came to get the yukata so I would have formal clothing for his ceremony."

"Yes, at least, I'll try," she said. "It's the least I can do after she helped me so much today."

"I...uh, hope you have a good time and that it's a nice trip," she said a little awkwardly, not really sure how she was supposed to talk about the trip she wasn't going on any more.

"Maybe..." Midori says, her discipline allowing her to ignore any stomach butterflies and focus on the conversation for the moment. "Maybe we should introduce Zilla-chan to Tanaka-senpai... or your sister and her friends?" Midori offers thoughtfully, though she was standing just a little too awkwardly right at that moment. Usually there was other people around when she spoke with Ignace. She didn't like this feeling of not being in control of her emotions. She was supposed to be more well-trained than that.

"Maybe...they tend to be pretty distracted by stuff like boyfriends...but I suppose it couldn't hurt. It's a good idea, Midori. Maybe that will help her feel a little less caught in between."

"Hai, it definitely makes things very confusing." Midori agrees, nodding along with Ignace-chan as she says her peace about romance in general. "Maybe someday though, we'll want to giggle and talk about boys. I don't understand why though." She says, trying to be honest with herself for a moment, but failing completely - she didn't think she would giggle over boys.

"I hope so. Zilla-chan didn't even give me a chance to explain. It hurts a little that she's so ready to think that someone is going to hurt her.. but I understand that Hew-kun and her have had a very difficult life together." Midori says soberly, trying to push the thoughts of romance out of her mind - especially since it wasn't helping at all. Her heart was still beating more quickly than normal.

"I think that Zilla wanted you to like Hew because that would be a way of making sure you wouldn't leave or disappear or anything...like you rejecting him was also rejecting her. I think. I don't know. I'm not an expert. I just think that deep down it was never about liking someone or romance at all....just basic insecurity. That's something I can understand very well. Plus...something she said....I think it bothers Zilla when other girls get fussed over and she doesn't. I think that maybe she is old enough to think that giggling over boys is fun and maybe it's hard sometimes hanging around with us younger girls who still think it's icky. Does that make sense?"

"Hai! Cariban-san did most of the work, but I did help." she said proudly, smiling broadly and happily.

A smile which practically deflates when Ignace mentions Zilla, the rose colour finally fading from her cheeks. "Ano... I... it's a little complicated, Ignace-chan. I... Hew-kun likes me... and... well." the ninja stumbles a little over her words, trying to think of how to explain it properly. "I... I don't feel the same way, but I think Zilla-chan wanted me too... and she saw me and Lang after we had been wretsling in the mud and... she got some strange ideas I think. She thinks I betrayed Hew-kun. I... I already talked with Hew-kun and told him... is Zilla-chan really that upset with me?" she finishes just a little despondantly.

Ignace sighed. "And this is why I think romance is stupid. We are way too young to be worrying about this stuff now. There will be plenty of time when we're older and stupider like my sister and her friends. All of the giggling and the talking about boys," she said, rolling her eyes.

Midori knew well that sometimes you have to keep secrets from your friends to earn their trust, so she nodded along with that... taking Blackscales-sensei's words to heart. That didn't stop her heart from beating quickly and the rose colour refusing to leave her cheeks. Especially when Ignace asked to see what she had made.

"Hai!" she says eagerly, trying hard to contain her excitement, as she turns back to the vestibule to extract the yukata for Sara and for Chara that they had made. She lays them delicately in front of Ignace and awaits her professional judgement of the pieces eagerly.

"Hmmm...." Ignace looked over both garments carefully.

"It's good! Downright amazing for a beginner, though I suspect from looking at these that Cariban knows how to sew pretty well," she said, smiling. "Chara is going to be so happy with this duck pattern."

She paused. "Ummm....I don't mean to pry, but are....are you and Zilla having a fight or something? She didn't really want to talk about it, but she was really upset. It's okay to tell me if it isn't any of my business."

At Ignace's somewhat sudden speech while Midori was focused on something else actually causes the ninja girl to jump slightly, head bonking on one of the shelves and her horn gouging a little bit out as well. Her weapon-hand had twitched momentarily, instinctively towards the pouch, but that instinct had been suppressed. "Itai!" comes Midori's cry as the weapon hand instead goes to rub the bonked spot. The girl herself backs out and turns to face Ignace, a rueful smile on her face.... and just a hint of rose-colour on her golden cheeks. She glances at the yukata she is holding. "Ah... thank you Ignace-chan."

It's just the adrenaline... just ignore how your heart keeps beating quickly. That's what Blackscales-sensei meant - just ignore it. Midori takes the offered yukata and smiles and bows slightly out of politeness. "Thank you." she says happily. "I... I will tell Lang-kun. He... he thinks that he ruined everything, and I think I helped to cheer him up."

After a slight awkward pause, Midori suddenly seems to remember something and eagerly blurts out: "Have you seen the yukata that Cariban-san made with my help?"

Ignace grimaced a little when Midori mentioned what Lang thought. It wasn't too far off the truth.

"He broke my trust. That hurts. It's going to take time to get past that...it doesn't mean I hate him."

Ignace gladly grabbed onto the change of subject. "No, I didn't even know Cariban could sew! Sara never mentioned it even though we were just making a yukata for Cariban...I'm sad that we never got to have our tea party after all. Next weekend, I guess. But first let me see what you guys made."

Ignace del Sol wrote:

Ignace catches sight of Lang and turns away uncomfortable.

"I think I should maybe head back to the sewing room now."

If Ignace does make her way to the Home Ec room, she finds her ninja friend in there, apparently rummaging through one of the closets, and pulling out a yukata from near the back. For once, Midori doesn't appear to be on edge, and unless Ignace is overly loud in her entrance, Midori doesn't seem have noticed her, engrossed with what she is doing.

"Midori, that's not the right yukata," she said, as she saw which one Midori was pulling out. "That was a practice run. Here....this one is yours," she said, handing the neatly folded finished garment to Midori.

"I...I guess you're getting ready to go to Lang's ceremony? I'm....I'm not ready to face him yet, but....tell him I said congratulations, okay?"

Sara and Bee wrote:

Lang finds Sara in the hallway talking with Zilla and Ignace.

I assume that our hug is over by now.

Lang stops at the end of the hallway seeing the three of them. great, I hope Zilla isn't...what am I thinking, she wouldn't...

Lang takes a deep breath, but stays back nervous about approaching.

what should I say? Is she still angry? I need to be strong...

Lang takes a step forward but stops. maybe I should just wait.

lang ends up standing there figgiting nervously.

Ignace catches sight of Lang and turns away uncomfortable.

"I think I should maybe head back to the sewing room now."

Zilla nods to Ignace as she finishes her quote. "Your right I missed so much while trapped in Hew's mind. I don't want to imprison my self. Ignace you are just so smart." Zilla reaches out toward Ignace to pull her in to the hug with Sara. "I love you girls."

"Eep!"

Ignace wasn't quite sure what to do with hugs. She definitely wasn't used to this. Well, other than from her family. It didn't seem too bad...she just had to be extra special careful to stay very, very calm.

Zilla nods remembering she did. "I did mean it. I haven't ever been as happy as when we all became friends. I just don't want to be hurt again but I don't want to be lonely anymore ether. No matter what I do there's a chance of being hurt." Her eyes start to tear up as she ends.

"I'll tell you what my mom told me after....well, after. She said that bad things happen, and so do good things, but if you keep yourself locked away then you won't get to experience either, and if you miss all of them someday you'll regret not having really lived. I didn't listen to her for a long time. Until Lang convinced me to come out of my sewing room....and then the rest of you...."

"The point is that if you only worry about avoiding pain you miss all the good stuff."

She sniffles slightly. "I don't really know. That's why I came here. I couldn't think of anywhere else to go. I don't even know if having friends is worth getting hurt over anymore." Zilla's start watering as she speaks. Each word seeming to become heavier for her to say. "Sara would you mind if I got a hug. I think I need one." Zilla continues use sure of what to say anymore or how to explain things to her.

After Sara gives Zilla a hug, Ignace just stood there looking uncertain.

"D-didn't you just finish telling me that it was worth the risks? Having friends? Did you not mean it?" she asked in a small, scared voice.

"I don't think I want to talk about it right now." She hesitantly tells Ignace, unsure of how to even put any of what happened. "I think I just should try doing something else." She explains while looking at the floor feeling bad about lying to her friends.

"Okay. If you change your mind, I'm here and I'll listen to any problems you might have."

"What would you like to do instead?" Ignace was awkward but sincere, unsure of exactly how she was supposed to act in this situation.

Hearing the two girls Zilla cut her tears and wipes her eyes. Slowly she stood and made her way to the door. "Yah I'm fine I stubbed my toe." She opened the door for the two. I'm sorry I forgot to come back by."

Re-rolling for you on account of a humorous typo. :)

Ignace's sense motive: 1d20 ⇒ 14

"Were you not able to find Midori? Or did you guys have a fight? Sometimes that happens with me and my sister...I mean we love each other and all, but we fight too and I often cry afterwards," she said, trying in her own awkward way to figure out what had happened. Nobody cried that much over a stubbed toe.

Ignace del Sol wrote:

Sara and Bee wrote:

"Ya. Maybe we should find Zilla first since she was here earlier?"

She sets Cariban on top of her head and begins with Ignace out to the hallway.
"I think maybe the Caribans should have different names. So I can talk about you different. Since old Cariban was Cariban first, I think that one should be Cariban. New Cariban that talks to other people, do you have another name you would like?"

"Okay, that makes sense. Zilla first," she says putting her hand on the wall and thinking of Zilla.

"Wait, there are two Caribans? This is so confusing..."

The arrows will lead the two young girls to Zilla and Hew's room. The door is closed but from with in they can hear Zilla crying.

Ignace knocks. "Zilla? Zilla, it's Ignace and Sara. Are you alright?"

"Ya. Maybe we should find Zilla first since she was here earlier?"

She sets Cariban on top of her head and begins with Ignace out to the hallway.
"I think maybe the Caribans should have different names. So I can talk about you different. Since old Cariban was Cariban first, I think that one should be Cariban. New Cariban that talks to other people, do you have another name you would like?"

"Okay, that makes sense. Zilla first," she says putting her hand on the wall and thinking of Zilla.

"Wait, there are two Caribans? This is so confusing..."

"I'm glad you like the dress, Cariban," Ignace said, smiling.

"Well, since we're finished with this and with lunch, I think I should go try to find Zilla and Midori. It's been a very long time and I'm starting to get worried."

"Since Chara gets fixed with fire when she gets hurt, maybe you can go to a birdy camp and help fix people. Like a big fixing magic for fire-people."

She spins her index fingers around each other as she talks.

"Uh....right. Well, I suppose that's true that it could be helpful if I could maybe gain some control of it....I just haven't spent much time around other firebirds. And what little I have didn't go so great," she added thinking of the avatar temple on Haven where her ability to heal other firebirds had been anything but helpful.

"Fire makes people happy when it gets cold. And it helps us cook things. I liked to use the fire to make ash drawings back home. It isn't bad that you make fire. We just need to help you make it do what you want instead just happening."

Sara doesn't have the best grasp on things, but she tries to help reassure Ignace about her abilities.

"I appreciate the sentiment. But those are small fires. There is no amount of cold that makes people happy about being next to a volcano....well, maybe some firebirds, but not everybody else. But you're right about my needing to learn how to control it."

"It isn't so big. Anyone can use magic to talk to animals easy. I wish I could sew like you do. You can't do that with magic." :)

She shuffles through her material component bag, wondering why the older Cariban told her to get the things it did. Candle stubs and acorn shells were silly things to keep in a bag, especially when you use them to make magic happen.

"I like making things. Especially things that make people happy. Fire doesn't make very many people happy."

"I think I understand what you're talking about. As much as I think I need to, at least."

She pours a small gulp of seeds into her mouth and chews them up.
"If you want, if we can find some bees, I can ask them for fresh honey and wax from them. I can tell them not to sting us too. We had bees at home."

"That sounds fantastic, Sara. I really admire your ability to talk to animals. It's so useful," she said a little wistfully.

"No. I didn't see her. Maybe she's talking to someone. She likes to talk."

She looks over the nearly finished work on the tiny dress for Cariban.
"How do you eat wax? I bit one of the candles at home when I was littler and it tasted really bad."

"Well, that's because you're not a firebird. I'd feel the same about your food. I can't eat water-based foods unless they're treated in some way like being burnt or being mixed with something that makes it okay. It would make me really sick otherwise. And my food is mostly just yucky to you, but some of it could be poisonous. Firebirds like oils and waxes and anything burnt. It's because my metabolism works so much differently than yours."

"Personally, beeswax is my favorite dessert and if I had taken a bite of a candle, I'd think it was the yummiest thing I'd ever tasted."

Sara has left the cafeteria and is arriving back in the sewing room.

"Hi Ignace. I got your lunch pack thingy."
Sara has a small tray with fruits, grilled vegetables and nuts with a chunk of cake on the side.

"Thank you, Sara," Ignace said smiling as she pulled out a charred cheese sandwich and a small packet of charcoal briquets. "Ooh...they even included a wax cup for dessert," she said happily.

"I don't suppose you saw Zilla at all? She's been gone a long time. Maybe something distracted her? Maybe I should go look for her after lunch."