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((wow. I started an NPC girl chasing a kid with a chair, then it turned to a whip, and now the whip is on fire. burning_eyes I wonder what will happen next.))

I'm not his babe... Perch thought as she stalked off. I'm not his, or anyone else's, babe. She ran though the hallways, obviously searching for something. "Oh, god, where is it..."

"Wow, you weren't kidding. It's like a whole new place!" Zander said, looking down at what hours ago was a hostile desert but was now teeming with its own life.
"Yes... it is beautiful, isn't it?" Summer said. Her green eyes looked into Zander's and their faces began to move closer until their lips locked. Suddenly, someone burst up onto the roof, it was a girl with a flaming whip.
"Either'a you two seen a nerd with burn marks on his back?" she barked. All both Summer and Zander could do was shake their heads. Suddenly, Summer's skin began to glow a slight orange.
"Um... I have to go!" she said suddenly.
"Really? But we just m-"
"I'm serious! I had fun tonight, Zander. I really did. Bye!" Summer's frenzy of words came to an end as she jumped off the roof. Zander didn't see her falling when he looked down or on the ground below him. Man, what an exit! he thought to himself. Then he was snapped back to reality when he heard the door slamming open, cracking the brick wall next to it with its handle. A voice rang out from behind him.
"ZANDER CORONA! I WANT TO SEE YOU IN MY OFF- er... THE AUDITORIUM! NOW!" came a frustrated European accent from a very short man with an even shorter fuse that had just been lit not too long ago.

Perch clapped her hands over her ears in pain as a scream filled the air. Just who I wanted to see... She pranced off to the girl with the flaming whip. "Mine." she drawled slowly. "I don't appreciate you appropriating my favored weaponry without my permission; even if it is going to the noble cause of flaying the burnt skin off of some pervert's back." The girl with the whip slowly put the weapon down; it ceased it's flame. "That's good, now... if you'd just step back a bit..." She snapped up the whip as she girl obliged. "Now, the next time I find you with one of my belongings..." she let the sentence hang; finding that people were more imaginitive than she was. "Thank you." After the commotion, she turned to find Conall. Searching for him took a good while, as he wasn't where he'd said he'd be. But she managed, and after following the trail of destruction for a while, she found him. "So you're here..." she said, deathly quiet. Waiting for him to turn around- he just had to feel the frost forming on the back of his clothes, she said "You said you'd wait!"

She shrugged. "Okay then, but you could have at least... I don't know!" she scowled vaguely. "Could I try your alcoh'l?" she asked. she took out her whip, pressing in on the bottom of the handle, and the thing burst into flames. She wrapped it around a door handle, smiling as she metal began to heat.

"I won't." She took a swig, delighting at the flavour and intensity of it. "this is good..." she said. She gave the flask back to him, watching as the door handle began glowing blue, then black. As the black turned white, perch grinned. "in here." shje said, pulling him behind a door. A loud shattering sound was heard, and then her whip lay on the ground, surrounded by metallic shards. "Cheap steel-imitation doorknobs." she explained. "made of tin, with laquer and such. as the paint burns away, the hollow metal heats, and it blows up. pretty cool, is it not?" she picked up the whip, brushing her fingers gently over the char-marks on the door and walls surrounding, a black nimbus three feet across.

Conall finished his cigarette quickly and flicked it into a nerd's eye that was about to run and tell a teacher about Conall's and Perch's fun. The nerd collapsed and clutched his eye.
-"Little rat..."
Conall took a swig of his alcohol, relishing the strength of the alcohol.