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[lunarianlegacy]

[Since the failed attempt to move out and assert his own independence, Ceodore's been in a funk. Housemates have probably found him nigh on to impossible to live with, since he's been in non-stop brooding mode. Not that he's trying to be a sulky brat, he just really needed some time to think things out. What he's not telling anyone is that it taps

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[eidolon_soul]

[Oh, does Rydia ever notice the copious amounts of smoke. She rushes over immediately.]

What--- Ceodore?!

[lunarianlegacy]

Stay back! I can handle this by myself!

[Although all he's managing at the moment is to spread the flames by throwing more water on them.]

[eidolon_soul]

No, don't use water! Smother it!

[lunarianlegacy]

Huh?

[Well... if she says so. He grabs for a dishtowel and throws it over some of the fiery grease, and stares in surprise when the whole thing doesn't go up in flame itself.]

[dragoon_pride]

[As Kain comes home, he opens the door to be greeted with A CLOUD OF SMOKE. What. The. Hell.]

[Now there's a grumpy dragoon charging in to see what's going on...]

[lunarianlegacy]

[Sorry dude, a little too busy throwing water on flames and making them spread to take note of your grump. Help a guy out?]

[dragoon_pride]

[Siiiiigh, Ceodore, how have you managed to not die at all? Kain would be gladly facepalming, but instead he looks for something with which they might better put out the flames. He remembers something from back during the microwave era of almost setting fire to the house...]

[Kain grabs the magical thing called a 'fire extinguisher' that they have, and aims its contained spell at the flames.]

[lunarianlegacy]

[Well you see, there was this guy in a hood that...]

[Ceodore blinks at the magical mist creating item. Does it have an Eidolon in there?]

That's handy.

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[boomchucka]

[Selphie's got a bad feeling when she sees smoke drifting out the front door of home and wonders just what the hell has happened now. She isn't too sure what's happened as she pokes her head into the kitchen before wandering over to the bedroom.

Upon opening the door, she see's the disaster inside and sighs.

It appears that Selphie needs to talk to Ceodore about something... she's pretty sure what's happened. She sits on the couch and waits.]

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[lunarianlegacy]

[Ceodore eventually exits the kitchen: sweaty, covered in soot, and trying to cast Cure on his hands which got burnt in all the hoopla. He freezes when he sees Selphie and immediately looks guilty.]

Uh, hi...

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[boomchucka]

[She sees that guilty look (she gets it often enough) and comes right over to him after spotting his hands and shaking her head. She positions her own hands above his own before letting Nala's magic do its trick.]

Having fun?

[Action]

[lunarianlegacy]

Uh, w-well...

[He glances over his shoulder at the kitchen. There's still a mess that will have to be cleaned.]

I picked up the dirty clothes.

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[puppet_paladin]

[To think that all Cecil wanted was to take a nice glass of water after talking with Nala.]

...What the? Ceodore! Get away from those flames!

[While Cecil himself comes closer, of course.]

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[lunarianlegacy]

Stay back! I can do this myself.

[He will conquer the raging kitchen fire, dammit, or die trying.]

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[puppet_paladin]

[Bad Ceodore! No dying!]

Leave that to those who know ice or earth spells!

[He runs towards the garden, looking for bags of soil or sand. ...Rydia really won't be happy.]

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[lunarianlegacy]

But...

[Sigh. Why can't he ever do anything right? More attempts at watering the fire to make it quit. Failed attempts.]

[unbalancedsoul]

[Well, there's at least one person in the medical facility this morning: One sleepy, surly looking woman who's rather on the short side. She's not at all awake yet this early in the morning, and it probably shows in the look she gives the kid coming in.] Hello?

[lunarianlegacy]

[Surly doesn't much faze Ceodore. He lives with the world's grumpiest human. He does look apologetic though.]

Uh, hi. If this is a bad time, I can come back. Hope I didn't wake you.

[hippocraticly]

[ obviously Ceodore hasn't met Doctor McCoy yet and he's also milling about the clinic to keep an eye on Aella and Ingrid. and answer any inquiries. ] She's resting.

[unbalancedsoul]

[Twitching. Hey, it's been a good week already. So what if she was unconcious for.. about 5 of those days.] I'm fine, doctor.

Do you need anything?