[hr][hr][center][h1][color=40E0A6]Iris Rivers[/color][/h1][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/504122082729132034/727438599704018994/tumblr_5fda2e4541a1850f23f32523b2e1588a_7eae7852_1280.gif[/img][hr]
[color=40E0A6][b]Location:[/b][/color] Blackbird Hangar -> Hallway Outside Hangar
[color=40E0A6][b]Skills: [/b][/color]Pyrokinesis[/center][hr][hr]
	Iris' eyes was pulled away from her sinking friends by her partner's voice, going off once more on the jubilant blonde girl. Iris simply watched with an amused half-grin, opening her mouth to give a witty retort when Mira stopped talking. She never got it out, though, because as soon as Mira quit ranting, a loud scream filled Iris' ears, causing her to stumble backwards, tripping over her heel and falling to the ground. With her eyes clenched tight, Iris couldn't tell exactly when the screech stopped, as halfway through it was replaced by a high-pitched ringing that overtook her sense of sound. 

	Eventually Iris opened her eyes to see Mira glaring down at her, mouth closed. At first she looked surprised and confused, shifting her gaze over to look at the love goddess. She must've gone bad again, turning Mira against her. That was the only explanation. But when Iris' eyes landed on her, she saw no black glow around her hands, and she didn't look hostile. So Iris' eyes flipped back to Mira, now looking up filled with only a look of betrayal as they began to water. She didn't really know much about friends. She didn't really have any growing up. The first half of her life, her more feminine nature made her subject to teasing and pushed away any potential friends, and her second half of her life, she lived alone with her mother. Even so, she knew friends bantered, right? That was one of the things she was most excited for: exchanging witticisms with someone who wasn't exactly like her like her mom was. But friends didn't attack each other. She knew that. So she continued to stare at Mira as she pushed herself back onto her feet, a look of anguish on her face. Anguish and rising anger. Her hearing came back, albeit muffled, just in time to hear Bloom.

	[color=40E0A6]"Yeah, well, turns out people who don't like me are just my favorite type of people,"[/color] Iris tried to joke with a forced smile, her voice choking up as she did. She was so caught up in Mira's attack that she didn't have any irritation left inside her to be annoyed that Mary was chastising her, almost saying she was [i]asking for it[/i]. She swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat, feeling a pair of tears drop down her face, sizzling into steam not long after rolling onto her bright red cheek. She reached up and wiped her eyes with her sleeve. When she pulled her arm away, her eyes went wide at what she saw: Upsilon standing threateningly behind Mira, dangerously close. [color=40E0A6]"No, don't-"[/color] Iris said, raising her hand to command him to step back, only to see ribbons of smoke rising from between her fingers and a dull blue glow beneath the skin of her knuckles. 

	[color=40E0A6]"I-I have to use the lady's room,"[/color] Iris mumbled out, unable to even make out what she was saying. She quickly walked towards the closest door she saw, only pausing when Elizabeth reappeared, her leg injured. Iris opened her mouth to offer her aid, but her smoking hands were a clear reminder for her to get away from the others as soon as she could, so she continued towards the door. She slammed it shut behind her, leaning against the opposite wall as she closed her eyes, trying to get ahold of herself, breathing in and out. Usually, her breath would steady as she calmed, but this time it didn't, remaining shaky no matter how much she breathed in and out. She tried to meditate, but the high pitched ringing kept her mind from descending into a state of calm. When she opened her eyes back up, Upsilon stood mere inches from her face. She stared at him for a few seconds, continuing her shaky, inefficient breathing exercise.  

	[color=40E0A6]"Fuck it. Fine,"[/color] she finally said. As soon as she said the words, the emotional walls she used to suppress her negative emotions came crumbling down, the very same walls that kept the fire in. Her hands, clenched tight in fists, were set alight. They let out torrents of flames, filling up the hallway with a blue conflagration, which was soon the only thing that filled her vision. She could feel the exhilarating sensation of heat exiting her pores, as though her skin was covered in tiny thermal exhaust ports. She could feel something burning in her mouth, but it didn't hurt; it was refreshing. Small flames rose from the corners of her lips, but it was mostly smoke, rising and obscuring her sight, which was already blurred by the unshed tears that filled them. After what felt like minutes of this, but was really only around seven seconds, the flames died down, leaving only a metal hallway, black and scorched, with Iris in the middle breathing shakily, her light pink sleeves scorched around the wrists, smoke rising from her fists, lips, and nostrils.