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It seems one not-exactly-deity-or-personification has decided to come down to the main bar, tonight. It also seems, however, that she's been elsewhere - there's grey ash caught in her hair, and the normal scent of woodsmoke is surprisingly strong.

She's also not really taking pains to appear mortal. If you look closely, you might be able to see the reflection of flames in her eyes, or just under her skin.

But she won't burn you, dear, of course not.

Right?

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Well, for her amusement, or smiting, there's a snarky writer smoking nearby.

He'd prefer not to be burnt, but may not be too facilitating, seeing as he's all but staring, at the moment.

Fire eyes him.

It's possible she hasn't caught on to the fact that she looks less-then-human.

Well, he's always willing to point out the obvious.

So he smiles bemusedly. "What're you then?" Only problem? He's usually kind of blunt about it. By 'kind of' we mean, you're going to want to smack him before the end of the conversation.

"Why does it matter?"

She's not in the best of moods. Fucking winter. Almost time to wander on up to Australia.

No, apparently she's not. Well, hmm...

Eiri blinks, taken aback, slightly. "Well, I don't suppose it does, in the scheme of things, but it interested me more than your name, I must admit."

she snaps.

Stupid humans, always getting in the way.

Eiri smiles blandly. Perhaps wisely, he avoids any jokes, for the moment.

"Is that a name, or a description?"

"You asked what I was, didn't you?"

Snaps her fingers at a waitrat, "Coffee."

"I did, but it could be a name for what you are, or it could be what you are." There is a difference, really.

Think of a large large hill, made up of dirt, stone, plants, all sorts of things. It's called a mountain, but it's not made of mountain.

"Both, then."

Fire flops down in a nearby armchair, and heaves a sigh.

Eiri nods. "And fire drinks coffee. Interesting."

He's rather confused, admittedly, and curious, but he's not really going to admit to all that.

He flicks the ash from his cigarette again, leaning back in his own chair. He can't be bothered to reach the ashtray at the moment. "You really do see everything here."

"Yeah. She does."

Fire nods, leaning her head back and picking ash from her shirt.

"That's what they say."

"Mmhm." He agrees sagely.

That must get old. Like dandruff, in a way.

Wryly, "what else do they say?"

River's heading from the lake door towards the bar when she half-stumbles, head snapping over, and stares for a moment at the

(flame-haired)

red-haired woman.

And Fire sees it.

(how could she not?)

And suddenly, her day is just that much better.

"Why, hello, love."

River's eyes narrow slightly.

(Her fingers are cold. Her cheeks, too. She was outside, and not quite dressed for it.)

She doesn't answer.

Annoyingly cold, really, but that can be taken care of.

Fire takes a step forward in River's direction, "Cat got your tongue?"

"Fire," River says softly, to the air over the woman's left shoulder. (Though 'woman' is, perhaps, an approximation at best.)

She doesn't seem aware of having spoken, but her eyes snap back to Fire's face a moment later.

Another step forward. She's close, now.

"Yes."

River sways slightly, but she doesn't step back. Her chin lifts fractionally, instead, and she draws herself (together) up into a (fighter's) dancer's straight-backed poise.

"Yes," she says in answer, and keeps her eyes on Fire.

One more step and delicate fingers, slim and pale, flames seeming to fade and dance just under the surface, reach out to River's face, seeking the touch.

"Yes."

She does step back, now, one step. Controlled: toe first, then heel, bootsole scuffing silently against floorboards, and her other foot followin.

"You're greedy," she says, still watching.

Calm, and a little flat.

"Of course. It's my nature."

Fire remains where she is, for now, arm and hand still outstretched.

"Your terminology is misled."

"...is it, now?"

Drops her hand, and speaks in a coaxing voice.

"Now, sweetheart, you're cold. Surely you'd want to warm up?"