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[center][h1][color=e542f4]Adalene Jones[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Apartment, New York, New York
Interacting With: N/A
Abilities being used: Fire Manipulation[/I][/center]
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	Adalene marveled a little at the flame in her hand, moving her hand around and playing around with it. She was briefly reminded of her parents endless warnings as a child, telling her not to play with fire, as this was kind of literally what she was doing now. He cautiously took her other hand and dipped it in the fire, feeling a pleasant heat radiate through her fingers. "[color=e542f4]This is so cool...[/color]" She breathed to herself. Dangerous, but still cool. Ideas ran through her head, how she could blend something like this with her fighting style, she'd always be able to defend herself, at least against normal people.

	That last idea clinched in her head a bit. If she could so things like this, it wasn't a leap in logic to think other people could too. Especially given the way that girl died in her dream, if that actually happened, it confirmed she wasn't alone. Still, fire was hot and powerful and destructive. She could handle herself in a fight, so even if she ever rand into somebody with... super powers for lack of a better word, then she still had an upper hand. 

	She was lost in her thought in this, but her concentration broke, however, when she noticed a girl in her kitchen. She immediately put her flaming hand forward, shocked and startled by the intruder. She seemed alarmed at the Adalene's fiery hand, which Adalene decided to leverage to her advantage. "[color=e542f4]You should be less concerned about my hand, and more worried about explaining why you're in my apartment.[/color]" She said, her voice cold and threatening. "[color=e542f4]Or get out. That works too.[/color]" She slowly started to walk forward, her hand that was currently on fire held out towards the intruder.