Chance Shainken
::He blinks a few times:: Ah, oookay then. Well I'll start right now.
::He sees the flame out the corner of his eye and jerks around, cocks his water rifle and lets it fly right at the human blow torch.::
FIRE FIRE FIRE!!!....or should that be water water water....oh well. FIRE IN THE HOLE!!
::and a solid stream heads towards the stumbling, flame spewing drunk guy::
His body fades and solidifies, now standing in a blur far faster then as ifhe had risen. his glare itself produces a massive vortexing stream of realm distoring and unseeable energy that casues the stream to twist and bend within itself until the water molicules over heat and trail off as steam. Lokaia staggers and holds himself up with the bar counter which begins to crack from his weight.
"Yeah...how bout" he ducks his head down out of site and sounds as if he is vomitting into a bucket but none can be sure. staggering back up none was on his lips so he must have dry heaved likely "apples..ya a**"