<strong>Name:</strong>Azari Bellare (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280698.msg13813147#msg13813147)<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/WuIH8hz.jpg)</div><strong>Date:</strong>September 12th / Noon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Campus Grounds, at the Lunch Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Christopher King, Open!<br/><hr/><br/>Azari is genuinely considering using her abilities here, or at the very least, headbutting both of these thick-skulled boys for being so rude. It would be so,<em>so</em>easy to let her fire get the best of her, let herself become lost in the flames of battle, just to teach these two some manners. Except... Christopher approaches. Understanding that she didn't want to do him harm, she takes a deep breath, letting the flames at her skin settle down until she was simply smoking with the memory of its heat. The boys look to this newcomer, both completely disinterested in some lousey flying-type. And when he notes that it would eb unfair on their end, they take offense.<br/><br/>Azari almost immediately lightens up. "You'd really do that? Y-you don't<em>have</em>to, you didn't... you didn't drop it, so it's not your responsibility, right?" The sort of charity he was displaying here made her incredibly happy, and more than made up for the harassment she was just faced with.<br/><br/>"Hey, don't ignore us-" One of the boys makes the mistake of trying to grab Azari's arm, and everyone in the lunchroom is witness to something strange. Almost immediately, faster than most might have been able to pick up on, she turns on her heel, positioning her hands to flip the giant man over her shoulder. When she realizes just what she's doing though, she hesitates in completing the motion, remembering Chris's words.<em>'I could get in trouble...'</em>And even in the heat of passion, she could at least think rationally. So she loosens her grip on the boy, who immediately stumbles back from her, eyes wide with surprise.<br/><br/>"...Could you please leave? I'm willing to forgive the curry now, but if you continue, I can't guarantee such kindness. You boys do<em>realize</em>I'm a fighting type, right?" The unscathed rock type seems infuriated, as he helps his friend recover. The meaning of Azari's words don't exactly dawn on him until he notices the scorch marks on his hands, all from just touching Azari. Even those with remedial classes could remember the types they were weak against, it seemed. Instead of trying to fight her once more, both boys just slowly stumble back<br/><br/>"Y-you bitch! We'll get you for this..." They shove past her and Chris, making a beeline towards the exit of the canteen and becoming subject to the booing and jeering of some of their peers as they did so. It must have looked rather embarassing, to harass a girl in such a manner and be scared off.<br/><br/>Looking up to Chris, Azari wipes her eyes, smiling lightly. "Ah... I might have gone a little overboard there. But t-thank you, Mr. King! Without you, things would have certainly been worse." She has a firecracker temper, easy to agitate and explosive, but still almost... captivating to watch. Had the argument devolved into a brawl, the girl was almost certain she would be put in detention for such behavior.<br/><br/>"You kind of saved me some trouble with that. Uh, how about I buy you some lunch instead?" She could always get more curry, it wasn't the end of the world!