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IC: Plasmafire looked up at the collapsing ceiling and groaned. He threw his hands up in reflex, tossing a few plasma spark upwards, at least hoping tp blow the debris away from the group...

IC: Magneta rolled her eyes. "Fine, we'll leave. Come on Surge." She turned and started walking away, muttering to herself. "Honestly, I swear the most frustrating thing about this job is dealing with people..."IC: Plasmafire floated back a little, taking in the whole scene. With Fade as close to Otherfade as he was, it was too risky to try hitting Otherfade with an attack... Geez, if only he still had those katana he'd had a few months ago...

IC: Plasmafire halted his flaming approach and floated in the air about 10 feet from Otherfade. He wasn't sure what a phased attack would do to him in his fire form, but he wasn't eager to find out. So, he simply continued shooting jets of flame at Otherfade while hovering in the air.

IC: Once the blaze was under control, Plasmafire flew through the chamber looking for Otherfade. After just a moments searching, he saw the fight between Fade, Otherfade, and Kaname. He rocketed towards Otherfade from behind, shooting a jet of flame towards the dark double, taking care to avoid his teammates.IC: Magneta had decided to take step back during this bit of the investigation and let Surge try his hand. When it seemed like they'd gotten everything out of Eliott as they could, she stepped foward. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Thomas. I apologize for any inconvenience we've caused you. Perhaps I could make it up to you? Who's the office 'gossip' here?"OOC: BTW, King Joe, it's Magneta, not Magenta.

Omigosh, I'm number 3 on the list... *iz excited*

Winter Wrap-Up, followed by Giggle at the Ghosties.

IC: Plasmafire nodded to X-Calibur and ran off into the fires, trying to find Otherfade and stop him. As he went, he tried to control the flames, absorbing some and just stopping others.

IC: Plasmafire twisted away from Otherfade, yanking at the cord as he did so. A bit of the weakened material snapped off in his hand, and Plasmafire turned to X-Calibur quickly. "I owe you one, X!" Plasmafire turned back to Otherfade, whipping the short piece of cord around threataningly, heating it up as he did so. "Whassamatter, Fadester? Can't take the shock?"

IC: Oh, this was bad. If Plasmafire knew anything about himself, it was that he burned through oxygen faster than just about anyone. And he'd been in the middle or breathing out. He stood as fast as he could, grabbing wildly at the cord around his neck. He started thrashing back and forth, trying to knock Otherfade off ballance while he tried to burn his way through the cord.

OOC: I find it amusing that Plasmafire's constantly doing something with his arms.

IC: Plasmafire had flung his hands up to protect himself and Fade from the heat of the explosion. When he lowered them, he saw Stella land. He groaned and rocketed over to her, gently rolling her onto her back. "Stella! Stella, are you okay?!"

IC: Plasmafire saw Otherfade sprinting for the supercharger and raised his hands, shooting jets of flame at the fallen hero. He seemed to have back away from the flame before, so maybe he could slow Otherfade down...

IC: "Sorry!" Plasmafire cried at the glowing supercharger. "No time to warn you!" Now, to deal with the more immediate problem. The lift sliding towards them. Plasmafire pointed at the oncoming lift and fired his plasma cutter beam at it, slicing a man-sized hole in it. He leapt towards the hole, hoping to make it through, and that Fade would get the idea and follow suit...

OOC: There's no shrapnel, it's not an actual grenade. >.> It's just condensed plasma exploding. She's a pyro, she should be able to take the heat.

OOC: Holy cow, she's still running? How big is this basement? IC: Plasmafire looked up and shot a few plasma sparks at icy claws, then shot a glance at Stella. She needed to be going faster... He turned his attention to her for a couple of seconds, just long enough to lob a plasma grenade just behind her. The condensed plasma would explode, hopefully launching Stella at a much higher speed towards the supercharger... It was a long shot, but hey, what'd they have to lose?

IC: Plasmafire jumped away from the cord before bursting back into his flame form. The whipping cord shouldn't be able to hurt him now. He raised both his hands and fired a continuous jet of flame at Otherfade, aiming to cut off his line of sight.

IC: Plasmafire ran at Otherfade and leapt in front of the red-hot cord. The sharpness and the whipping aspect would hurt, yeah, but he could take the heat of it where Fade couldn't. He also fired a burst of flame at Otherfade, still trying to keep him distracted.

IC: Plasmafire turned his hand 90 degrees. Honestly, the motions technicly had nothing to do with his powers, but he found they helped him visualize what he wanted to do. In this case, he was intensifying the beam, concentraing more and more plasma into a smaller and smaller area. He kept going over the same spot on the cord, knowing it needed to snap...

IC: Plasmafire raised his arm, and pointed at the grappling line. He shot his plasma cutter again, slowaly raising his arm up and down in a wide area to give him the best chance of cutting through the line...

IC: Plasmafire didn't have time to react to the attack from Otherfade. It didn't matter though. He was flying. As in, flame form. Fire is notoriously difficult to kill by stabbing. He didn't even feel the wristblades, and flew right through the attack. He stopped before he hit the wall, nearly bowling Kaname over, and jumped to his feet. "Stella, the machine! Go!" He hurled a few fireballs at Otherfade, knowing that he had to distract the evil twin at all costs.IC: Magneta stepped off the elevator and looked around, her eyes narrowing. If they didn't find this guy, they'd have to ask someone, and after that last incident, that wasn't an enticing prospect.

THE U.S.S TWILIGHT SPARKLE, CAPTAINED BY CAPTAIN SPARKLE HERSELF!

IC: Plasmafire flew out of the shaft, making the turn at top speed. Of course, the first think he saw was Otherfade and Fade fighting. "Aw, screwball..." He muttered, flying straight at Otherfade. They had to distract Otherfade while Stella supercharged herself...

Ooooh, Trixie! I didn't recognize you without your magic hat!

Honestly, I don't even know what OC means... But she looks like an awesome pony!Eeyup, pony creator. Although TMP is drawing me one that I'll end up using in place of this one.

Another winky Santa pony! And this one's yellow!