#351 • Cecelia

" Because this is only fun for you, and not the people that are freezing their asses off." Shaking his head side to side...she sure is making a big fuss instead of being reasonable. " Even if I do let you go, you won't be able to do anything ya know-"

“I’ll take that advice to heart.” He had only wanted to tease her back, but maybe he went a little too far. Well, she’s not hurt, so he’ll call that a small victory. “I never did get your name, now that I think about it. My names Sol.”

Embers still dancing along his finger tips, Sol would wave them away before walking closer to Cecelia, offering his non-blazing hand. “Sure. Seems I still need to practice…” Granted, that “miss” was completely intentional. “Hopefully you aren’t hurt.”

Raising an eyebrow, not a flinch, moreso wondering what she thought she'd achieve. " Oh wait you're serious?" Reaching under her arms, lifting her up in the air- " Who do you think you're talking to?"

" Absolutely not that is out of the question. " Leaning down to her level, their large difference in height now very visible. " What're you going to do about it."

" Tsk tsk. It's not the season for that yet. " Squinting his eyes at her...a Castphorm...interesting.

“All right then.” With a calm smirk, Sol would raise his hand up, flames engulfing his fingertips before firing off the move. 𝚂𝚘𝚕 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝙴𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗! Though, the trajectory was off, not even hitting the Castform. “Ah, I missed.”

Combing his fingers through his frizzed hair, he raises an eyebrow at her deceleration of her being able to “take him on”. “Ho? So, if I were to throw an attack at you, you’d be able to survive it no issue, right?”

Coughing quite a bit, he’d wave away the gray clouds surrounding him. “Yeah. I’ll admit, you got me on that one. . .” His hair was frizzed up, stray bolts of electricity running along his hair. His hair was standing wildly on end—

Zephyr's delta stream canceled Cecelia's freeze-

He genuinely feels bad about messing up her fun. It’s not like she was doing anything harmful. How exactly is he supposed to cheer her up…? Whilst in the midst of thinking that, he ended up getting blindsided by her thunder cloud—

He can tell she’s gonna be the troublesome type. . .with winter coming up, having an even more chaotic weather than normal doesn’t bode well for him. “Then. . .feel free to surprise me when I least expect it. Maybe one of your Weather Balls will actually affect me.”

For some reason, lately, it feels like lots of people are trying to annoy him for seemingly no reason… “Haha…sorry to rain on your parade instead.”

Well, you can certainly try, but the result of rain will be the same as snow. . .but, I wouldn’t mind some cool rain, so go for it.”