[hr][hr][center][h1][color=40E0A6]Iris Rivers[/color][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ff/73/3f/ff733f92936a5c3c2cc4b289c91a7f24.gif[/img][hr]
[color=40E0A6][b]Location:[/b][/color] Liberty Island
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	As the mass of water collided with her and Annie, Iris was flung backwards. Oddly enough, her expression didn't change from her small frown, lips just parted enough for smoke to spill out in a constant stream, even as she collided with the ground and a dull ache rippled throughout her body. She slumped forwards, her blue flames flickering along her hands, as she kneeled back up straight. Her glare turned upwards, straight at Klara, not caring for the chaos that was happening around them. She raised her flaming arm, preparing to let loose once more, though before she could, Klara's voice shifted, becoming high-pitched and worried, rather than the mocking tone she'd been using only seconds before. It was enough for Iris' conscious mind to awake once more, forcing her arm down as she attempted to restrain the flames that brewed just beneath the surface. 

	As the love goddess came to try and help her up, she had to hold up her hand to stop her, not wanting her to get burned. She began to take deep, relaxed breaths. After a short while, she, with the help of their resident DILF and his healing hands, managed to get herself under control, convincing her chaotic psyche that she was no longer in mortal peril and that it could drop its mindless, adrenaline-fueled rage. Once she had, the fire dancing across her limbs turned to smoke, and she gave a nod to Klara, allowing the girl to help her back to her feet atop the charred grass.

	[color=40E0A6]"Yeah, I'm...fine,"[/color] she replied as Klara pulled her to her feet, letting out a deep huff, exhaling the last bit of self-produced smoke that remained in her lungs. [color=40E0A6]"Don't worry, you weren't the only one out of control. Are you okay? Burns hurt like shit, even the little ones."[/color]