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She shook her head. "No, it probably won't work. Most things just get burned up or whatever. Except tea." Enya took the boiling kettle off the stove. "Maybe it dampens something." After pouring the hot water into a mug and through some tea leaves, Enya blew on the tea to get the steam off. Sipping it, she grimaced. Too cold. Letting a small ball of white-hot flame rest on her hand and heat the tea some more, Enya pulled her eyebrows together.
"That Mimik has been too quiet. Could he be asleep?" she muttered.

"No, it's fine. Thanks," Enya replied. Putting the half-finished cup of tea on the kitchen counter, she walked back into the other room.
"Stupid!" she yelled angrily. She punched the concrete floor. At least it wasn't wood. Flames curled up from her punch. "Where is he? When I get my hands on him he will be nothing but burnt up ashes!"
She glared about the room, then left stalked out of it, flames dancing and making the air heat up and shimmer around her. Her amber eyes sparked. Enya had reached her limit. Her temper was truely set off.


Mayday! Mayday! Watch out!

Selene took the tea from Kriss, with a smile on her face. She sipped at the tea as she watched him gathering things. She was taking light easy breaths so as not to set off the sharp pains. She decided they needed to begin to plan for the next fight. It could happen any time. "So, what's our plan for next time?" she asked.

Selene nodded, "That sounds like the best bet. Enya is certainly an obstacle for us." she murmured between sips of tea. When Kriss began to mess around with her ribs and grimaced and inhaled quickly. Then she forced herself to breathe slowly. She looked around Kriss's home to distract herself. She looked back at Kriss, "You don't have company often do you?" she asked.

Enya had a guess that the Idiot (also known as Mimik) would have likely gone under the cover of trees. But a small voice pulled her back. It was a single tiny spark.

The rest of the flames rejoiced at the idea. They screamed,

Desicions, desicions.
She tried to control some of the fire around her. It was reluctant and strained against her. Yet she managed.
Just when she got her hands on him she would kill him! And Enya lost lost control again.
Which to listen to; a single spark or many flames?
She paused outside the condo, both wanting to go after the Idiot and let the forest burn and to stay so she wouldn't destroy the forest.

Desicions are hard, even at the best of times.

Kriss sighed slightly. "No I don't. I live in a place where not many can reach. Except for the birds. So I usually don't have things to entertain guests. You are the first one since the last fight that I had gotten into." Kriss sighed as he tried to sew her back up. HE didn't have many friends.

Kriss nodded his head. "I agree with you there." Kriss went towards the kitchen again to find something to eat. "BUt if it is just you for too long, you may drive yourself crazy." Grabbing an Apple from the counter, Kriss entered the living area once more. "Hungry?"