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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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Fire - it's maybe only for a heartbeat or two, but she looks - scared.

And then her normal expression of arrogance is back.

"Boring out there."

[river_meimei]

River's mouth curves in a tiny smile.

It's disconcertingly sweet.

"Okay."

[bright-burning.livejournal.com]

Fire glares again.

[river_meimei]

River frowns slightly.

"You're angry."

"Feed the flames, reevaluate the fuel proportions."

[bright-burning.livejournal.com]

Fire doesn't understand, and that only makes it worse.

[river_meimei]

River's right hand flutters, and lifts.

Taps her throat, one-two-three in quick succession.

She's smiling again, just a little.

And then her hand drops, and she eases another step back, and turns away.

[bright-burning.livejournal.com]

Well, shit.

Fire's not impressed.

And sticks her tongue out at River before stalking away.