<a class="link link--external" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/4d/92/e2/4d92e24cb511cb789a7c887ac403b920.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">+</a><span style="font-size: 10px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#daa520">B</span>laze heaved a sigh that ended with her tongue hanging from her mouth. Of course mister sunshine and rainbows would pay a visit at times when her personality took a more playful turn. Oh well, its not like she couldn't tease Jiwon. It just wasn't as fun. Or at least not in the same way that would end in some kind of physical romance. Dysfunction at it's finest, and she loved every second of it. Picking herself up from the ground, Blaze crept to the window just to double check their safety. Never hurt, and either way it had become a habit. The seemingly abandoned town was eerily quiet, no sounds except the occasional scury of an animal or a door being nudged by the soft breeze. If it wasn't so hot, maybe it would have been a good day to rumage for goodies. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#daa520">I think we're all clear</span>," she said more to herself than the Korean. Throwing a smile over her shoulder, she addressed him a tad more. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#daa520">If <i>you're</i> up for sonethig steamy.</span>" But she understood, they were different. Literally two different people. Her grin was less tease than her "Blazin'" suggestion, more soft and genuine. Even still, Blaze remained on her guard full time around Jiwon. He was a firecracker, and she couldn't ever exactly pinpoint his motives. To her, that was his best and worst quality and she adored it. <br/>
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Standing up, she went back over to her pack and threw it on her shoulder. Bending once more, soon the ginger was equipping her crossbow as well. It was practically her child. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#daa520">But seriously, if we're traveling today then now would be the time to go. No electrical buzz, no awkward silence.</span>" Survival wasn't her biggest strong suit, but the ginger had been a faster learner. When her home had been named unsafe in her book, Axel was the first person she went to. He was her best friend and something his catastrophic wouldn't change that. In a sense, he was really her own family. She'd never tell him that, for two reasons. One was that he probably already knew that, and she wouldn't bother voicing it. The other reason was his larger than life ego. It was already big enough. And she loved every ounce of it.  <br/>
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