Loki fought control of the fire. He called the fire on the cair to him - how had that started again anyway? He knew he had put it out when hte chair had stopped being a weapon - and added it to the fire he held.
"His tail stops smoking when he turns back," he announced with barely controlled fury. Who did this librarian think he was, to order him around? Then he remembered. The rules! Well, they certainly had broken those well enough.
Did Gabriel realise that by freezing the fire, he had taken his defense away from Loki, while the other one was still free to attack?
Apart from that, he might well have considered freezing the fire on his own body an attack in its own right. Since he didn't think he would be able to fight two at the same time without compltely wrecking the place, he chose not to view it as such. Still...
He spread his arms, open palms facing half-forward, hald-upward, and with an effort of power and will broke the ice around his hands. Live flame shot up from them.
Having proven his point, he called the fire back into himself, until not a flame or curl of smoke remained outside his body. He was still certainly too hot to touch, and hopefully that would be sufficient protection for the moment.
He fell back into his bar-fighting stance, un-bitten leg slightly towards the other fighter as to protect his injured side.
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Date: Saturday, 16 January 2010 11:51 (UTC)"His tail stops smoking when he turns back," he announced with barely controlled fury. Who did this librarian think he was, to order him around?
Then he remembered. The rules! Well, they certainly had broken those well enough.
Did Gabriel realise that by freezing the fire, he had taken his defense away from Loki, while the other one was still free to attack?
Apart from that, he might well have considered freezing the fire on his own body an attack in its own right. Since he didn't think he would be able to fight two at the same time without compltely wrecking the place, he chose not to view it as such. Still...
He spread his arms, open palms facing half-forward, hald-upward, and with an effort of power and will broke the ice around his hands. Live flame shot up from them.
Having proven his point, he called the fire back into himself, until not a flame or curl of smoke remained outside his body. He was still certainly too hot to touch, and hopefully that would be sufficient protection for the moment.
He fell back into his bar-fighting stance, un-bitten leg slightly towards the other fighter as to protect his injured side.