Channelknight Fadran
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"You're in pain," Janice says, "I... I know what you're feeling."
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"Have you no shame?"
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"Probably no--look out!"
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"I don't know where the name came from... but did you have to change to flannel?"
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Aerith concrentrated for a second, then released an enormous wave of fire that swept through the amal ranks, incinerating any who hadn't enough time to dodge.
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Fadran raised an eyebrow. "Who are you?"
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"I just painted that door! Did you have to pulverize it?"
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"Hey! I just painted that!"
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"I agree! There's nothing quite as sweet! Summer, you'd better stop. Your powers you had better drop!"
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"Marshmallows do that. Try pressing the marshmallow directly to the graham cracker and using the chocolate to pull the marshmallow off the stick."
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"You still use that? What the heck? That shipping name is just a wreck!" Fadran frowns. "I strongly dislike you."
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"Absolutely! Grab a marshmallow and a stick."
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"Same here. What about s'mores? Do you like s'mores? I like s'mores." Fadran placed his roasted marshmallow on a couple graham crackers, adding a chunk of chocolate and taking a bite. After swallowing, he gave a chef's kiss. "Bon apetit."
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Was his back broken? Ribs? Legs? At the very least, he couldn't move. "Hey, kid," he croaked to Chorale, "duck." @Condensation
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Aerith put up a full-body shield of flame around himself--a strategy he saved for the most desperate of times.
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Aerith, despite his fall towards the ground, caught a glimpse of Chorale fighting off an entire army of Amals. Scudding kid's gonna get herself killed, he told himself. The ground sped closer, and the panic of death caught in his throat. I'm not dying today! He sent out a blast of fire towards the ground to try and slow his fall. It worked; to an extent. He smashed into the ground, not far from where Chorale stood.
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Aerith free-fell through the air, watching the ground speed towards him. Well this would be a stupid way to die.
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"Nah, that's fine. Welcome to the hub!" Fadran poured Norie a glass of cider. "What's your opinion on roasted starbursts? Or flannel?"
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Aerith grunted, and they both tumbled out of the cave and down the cliff.
