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You’d have thought Arsene had never seen Alessio use his powers for all the racket he was making.

Yes it’s a stupid wall of fire, and you vanish things out of existence so I think we’re even! Water was pouring out the ceiling, even worse than most rainstorms he’d been caught it. That. was not fun.

Arsene actually looked a lot more panicked than Alessio had expected. It was almost as if he froze up at the mention of his powers. So he didn’t know how to use them, any more than Alessio knew how to use his…? THEN WHY THE DEVIL DID HE USE IT ON ALESSIO EARLIER!?!?!?!?!?! Alessio did not like thinking about that he really did not like that idea, that could’ve killed him!!!

But Arsene wasn’t thinking, he was freaking out. That wasn’t good. If he was impulsive normally…

“Hey,” Alessio attempted a level, understanding tone but his voice was tense. “tell me what’s –”

He leapt off the safe.

“What the devil are you doing!?!??!?!?!” Alessio grabbed at him a second too late, nearly loosing his balance as the safe jolted. With a catastrophic bang the lights went out. Alessio stifled a yelp, and jumped after Arsene, who…could be considered very fortunate because now he was probably not only fluent in his own world’s curses but now also in Casumbran curses of the most colorful kind.

By the time he made it to the robber, their opponent was already unconscious.

“How could you -? Are you serio -? In which of the Twelve Kingdoms of Casumbra was that a better idea that just opening the devil-cursed safe!?!?!?” Alessio glanced at the drenched infamous criminal’s red face and at the girl in his arms and pulled her away protectively. Then he suddenly realized he was holding a girl, turned scarlet, and pushed her back into Arsene’s arms turning an even deeper shade of red.

“Why would you use your powers on a person if you’re too scared to use it on an object!?!?!?!?!?! What kind of devil’s liver excuse for logic is that!?!?!?! And what are you going to do now?!?!?! DRAG HER THROUGH A HOLE IN THE SHIP!?!?!?!?!?!?! Do you even thin –“ Alessio faded off, staring at Arsene’s crushed expression, looking for all the world like a soaked, pathetic stray puppy. For all his flamboyancy, Arsene hadn’t… intentionally, caused any real harm to anybody. The whole showy air in his actions was kind’ve a pitiful sight, like he was begging for attention because he didn’t have any friends…

Alessio was feeling guilty for yelling at him.

Alessio stood there for a couple seconds and stared at just about anything but Arsene. His stupid fire powers should’ve died out by now he was sure but it kept flickering around them, and he swatted at it instinctively. Finally, he stared at the floor and cleared his throat.

“I’m, um, sure you were…doing your best…” he mumbled awkwardly “we should…find a place to set her down safely and get out of here…”

There was a pause and Alessio rubbed his arms uncomfortably and finally looked up at Arsene again.

“I’m still mad at you.” He said insincerely.

 

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