Fire! Fire everywhere! The deck is aflame, the air burns, the spirit cackles and draws [i]yet another firewand[/i] and there's nowhere to dodge to.

She lets out a furious hiss as the blast lands home, skidding to a halt behind the crackling remains of the garden she'd shown Lotus earlier in the evening. There's a charred hole in her clothing, showing reddened, blistered skin and possibly worse, but she'd paid it no more mind than that: it wouldn't kill her before this is over, and anything beyond that is not worth thinking about. A glance confirms that Giriel is safe and has gone straight into a new, different mess.

Carefully, slowly, she inclines her head towards Zhaojun, and turns to watch the confrontation, one wary eye out for any more firewand shots. She's gotten what she wanted from interceding, she's absolutely losing any further rounds without the element of surprise, and she's hurt badly enough to be a liability if Uusha and Agata come to blows. Watch for your moment, at this point, and wait for it. Try not to ruminate on how much your side hurts, or how little anybody seems to care.

[quote]Marking Hopeless.[/quote]