"Um, how about we not, and we calm down, because I am an NOT a black... and you are NOT listening. Fair enough."<br/><br/>He sighed, as they completely ignored him in favor of bathing the area in flames, and murmuring to himself for a moment. "Ladies, last chance, either settle down, or I will be... and still not listening."<br/><br/>He sighed as he enjoyed the heat bath, waiting for them to start, and lay down. Once the flames die, he looked at them, and raised an eyeridge. "I am NOT a black. I am a sorcerer, a quarter bronze, and I am trying to be peaceful. I am not going to harm anyone, I am just wondering why the usual metallic and chromatic roles are reversed... And STILL not listening."<br/><br/>Another flame bath, and he reverted to his humanoid form, and began talking to himself. "Note to self, severely beat Fate later."<br/><br/>He looked toward the nearest entrances, and sighed, before pinching the bridge of his nose as he heard several golds rushing toward the nursery, before sitting down. "Fine, I give up."