Fire at the Fingertips

Candle had spent a long day working store, working with more customers than what they were usually used to. Though it manageable, this one man's insistence of haggling over the price specific set of Song dynasty urns was probably the greatest test of patience since she had arrived on this island. Oh how easily most of those small issues would have gone away if they could have just set them on fire. But now that their duties were done for the day, they content themselves to their room. Though it may look like they are just sitting in chair staring blanking at a wall, in her mind they fantasize of time of when they were both vast and primal, in place of burning seas and fields of flame.

But as the memory fades the find themselves in clean, white room. At a small huff of annoyance, they snap their fingers and ball of 6 inches in diameter appears just in front of her face. With a pinch of her fingers, she stretches and mold flame as though it were clay. She pinches and stretches until she she crafts a wirely frame of flower wreathed in flame. Once her creation is complete, she pucks it by its stem and twirls it between her fingers as her eyes glaze over its... imperfections.

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Candle's head snapped to the door as the door knocked and were a little surprised to hear Ganymede calling out for to them just behind it. They could see that they had left the door of their room ajar but Ganymede was at least polite enough to stay be the door.

"Ganymede. Is there something that you require?" asked Candle as they stand straight up. The fiery flower they had created withered and died in their fingers, evaporating into nothingness by the time they walked over to the door and opened it wider so that they may come inside.

"Alright... show me what it was you learned." dryly stated Candle. They did know what it was Ganymede what to show them but from all of the... vibrating that must have meant they were excited.

Candle watched as Ganymede conjured a ball of flame just above his outstretched palm. It was unexpected but Ganymede could understand why now he was so excited to show them. Candle gave their nod of approval and kneels down to observe the little fire as it goes thought its spectrum of colors.

"Not bad. This flame shows potential." comments Candle before looking to Ganymede "What more can you do?"

Well wasn't this a delightful sight for Candle to see someone being able to command fire. There was perhaps just the faintest hint on smile creeping on their lips. Or maybe it was the flicking of her fiery body. Either was Candle seemed to approve of Ganymede's display.

"You surprise me with your capabilities Ganymede. You say that you have enough power to knock over someone? May we test that claim outside?"

Candle followed close behind. Ganymede's excitement was amusing to the ancient salamander, like a newly born elemental testing its powers. Soon they both found themselves in the alley adjacent to the shop. Now that they were outside, Ganymede wondered what would be the target to test his abilities on.

"You can test you powers against me." answered Candle, whom was already walking over to one end of the alleyway away from Ganymede. Once they judge to be a suitable distance away, they spin on their heel to face Ganymede.

"Your fire will do no harm to me and if you lose control of your flame I can quickly repress so that it will not cause any damage to our surroundings. Now... show me your strength and unleash your inner fire against me. Do not hold back."

With their instructions clear they stand at attention, ready for impact.