Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-9062114-20140625012345/@comment-24701913-20140628050232

Firin at the ceiling eventually got boring for Ignis, he slid off his bed approached the bars, his hands erupted in flame as he gripped them, the metal didn't react normally when exposed to fire, it just got colder and harder, "Fuck it" he muttered, leaning sideway on the bars.