[h2]Astrid[/h2]

"Screamer girl, how nice of you to join us." Astrid nonchalantly tossed the words out without looking up from the new match that now burned her skin. She recognized the girls voice from when she had weirdly freaked out in the kitchen. Maneuvering the match in her hands so she could hold it in one hand, she grabbed the bottle behind her and flicked off the lid. Looking up finally she watched as her roommate began a panic attack and ran out of the room. [i]“Get the fuck away from me…”[/i] She sprinted out of the room and the slamming of the bathroom door could be heard from Astrid's room. 

Shrugging her shoulders Astrid smiled at the new girl and said, "Bottoms up." Tipping her head back she poured the contents into her mouth. Looking around the room she noticed that it seemed to be significantly darker. Shadows crawled the walls. Tilting her head to the side, Astrid noticed that the shadows were not actually on the wall, but standing up. Couldn't have been the Opium, I literally just took it. Pushing herself off the table she moved towards the closest shadow. Completely forgetting about the match in her hand she let it drop to the ground, knocking the flame out. Tentatively Astrid reached out a hand towards the bizarre thing in front of her. She examined it tilting her head back and forth like a scientist experimenting on a rat.

 Biting her bottom lip she stared deeper into it and finally pushed out a finger touching it. Instantly her finger burst into fire. Jerking her hand back in shock, Astrid waved her finger trying to put it out. "Shit!" Then she remembered that the fire wouldn't actually hurt her. Was this a new extent of her power? Completely oblivious to the shadow next to her she sat cross legged on the floor and stared at her new fascination. What if she could not only resist the burn of fire, but also control it? Astrid put all her concentration into the flame willing it to move... grow... do something.