(( We will let it slide this time guys but remember, no god like powers and when you die for what ever reason, you do not remember your killer your pred, they only way you could is if you rote something on something in your hand writing but at the same time when you go back and find your writing, you wont be able to remember writing it so you would have to choose to believe it was really you that did it or it was some kind of joke or something, on a side note, sheesh you guys seem to get busy here when ever I go to bed<img alt=":roll:" src="./images/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" title="Rolling Eyes"/>))<br/><br/>As Kouta sat there in front of the fire, he could hear the sounds from the small battle but again ignored it as best he could, he would do better to stay away from trouble, not knowing he could defend himself pretty well if he could remember he was quite the magical being but at last he just sat in front of the fire but this in a few seconds, Kouta's noes began to tickle, and before too long, Kouta sneezed, Kouta's eyes lit up wide as he watched flames come from his mouth and hit the fireplace then spredded around the corner of the room and like an idiot, Kouta tried to blow the fire out with the air of his lungs but again Kouta was shocked as the amount of air that witch came out of his mouth was so much it blew out the fire that was not in the fireplace and the fire that was but Kouta's shocked quickly went to stupid anger as he noticed he had put out the one fire that took him forever to start, he stumped his foot on the ground only to add to his stupid anger as his foot went through the floor, making a hole, "Da! dammit!!" he said and pulled his foot out of the hole, "Now I'm going to have to fix this too, thank god that the fire didn't do much damage" he added and went out into the cold forest to get a log to fix the hole in his floor and to get more fire wood.