FIRE - Visual

[ms_perfection]

[It seems like a rare shot, coming from a scroll in the middle of the street as someone had put down a bag in a hurry. The cause of this however was a fire in a lower downtown Ponyville house. One thing lead to another, and because of timing, a simple house fire grew into a blaze. Fire crews were already there and a weather team was dumping water on it.

It seemed like it was all in control.

And then the front of the building exploded.

Crews howled to get the watching civilians back when a stallion in fire truck red stumbled free from the blaze.]

Starwing is still in there! [He howled. That was enough for the owner of the bag as a familiar mare charged headlong into the blaze despite the fire crews trying to stop her.

Moments passed, and then there was another blooming fireball. The painters house had caught fire on the flammable paints when suddenly, a large figure erupted from the house, smashing through the flaming debris, clutching onto a soot-stained fire department.

All you could see, filling up the area was a giant symbol poking out of a wrecked set of burning clothing as a huge body stumbled free, smoking from many places, and clearly still on fire as the owner of the enormous hoof climbed free from the burning wreckage.]

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[ms_perfection]

"All right, I'm going in again!" Pushing back into the building, she grinned a little. Thanks for new people coming to help after all.

[mistweaver]

"Ugh, for once I wish I was a shaman. One good thunderstorm, and this would all be over! You be careful in there!"

Though Ms. Marvel was big enough to see, so Jou probably would have no problems directing a few healing spells her way, if there was need.

"Let me know if there are wounded, I do not need to be underfoot to help them!"

[ms_perfection]

"Right!" Pushing through the building, she checked one last time before pushing out, holding a goldfish bowl. "That's it!"

[mistweaver]

"Hooray, you have saved Bubbles!" Not that she knew if that was actually anywhere close to the fish's name, but. "I have some water with me, we can cool him down."

Which of course meant pouring some of the warm water out of the poor fishy's bowl, but Jou was careful. And the water she had was bottled, so, filtered. And definitely cooler than what had been poured out.

Hopefully, it wouldn't shock the poor goldfish too badly.

"How are you holding up? Would you like some water too? Or tea? Not hot, of course."

Jou felt all right, but then again, she hadn't BEEN in the fire for that long, either.

[ms_perfection]

"I could use some water," admitted Ms Marvel as she sat down and de-sized herself to normal. "Going in and out of there is tiring."

"If you don't mind me taking up another bottle."

[mistweaver]

"Of course not! That is why I carry them around! I get thirsty, myself. Best to be prepared!" And the monk cheerfully plucked another bottle from her saddlebags, and offered it over.

"I am sorry I have no dumplings on me, I am sure you could use a bite, too! Though if you head over to the Wok'n'Roll in about half an hour, I could give you a meal on the house."

Because every hero needed a reward, right?

[ms_perfection]

"I'd like that," said Kamala. She had never tried dumplings before but she highly doubted that it would be pork like most dumplings were. "I'm Ms Marvel by the way."

Considering they hadn't met quite yet as heroes after all...

[mistweaver]

"Well, you are welcome. I am Jou Shan Aleflower. But my friends call me Jou, or Jou Shan. Either way."

Not much of a hero name, but Jou was more adventurer than hero. It still sort of ended up the same, really.

She offered out a hoof.

[ms_perfection]

"Nice to meet you Jou Shan," said Kamala, shaking the outstretched hoof. "And thanks again for the help. It was appreciated."

[mistweaver]

"It was my pleasure, Ms. Marvel!" Jou Shan shrugged, and grinned. "Eh, this is my home. I was taught that you do what you can to protect your home, you know?"

Even run around like a lunatic, taking various strange jobs and delivering bear arses to people who want them. Ah, the life of an adventurer!

[ms_perfection]

"Home, huh... never thought about it like that but... you have a point." Kamala grinned a little.

"I guess home is what you make of it."

[mistweaver]

Jou chuckled at that, just a little. "Well, I would not mind being back on Azeroth and all--that is my real home, I guess? But there is no reason not to treat this place as a home, either. We have a place here. We have perhaps not had the best of welcomes, but we also have not been stoned and driven out, either. Despite what that silly movie making pony wants." And Jou shrugged, then. Most of that was hearsay, she hadn't poked her head in that part of the theater. Too busy selling dumplings.

"Still, my thought is more you can sit here, be a grump, and be miserable--figuratively, if not literally, anyway--or you can do like we seem to be doing. Be where we are, and try to make it a better place."

[ms_perfection]

Kamala laughed at that, nodding. "You have a good point! My father said that those who do not do something, when they can, are as if they had killed someone. But those who do something, are blessed. I think I'd prefer the latter."