[center][h3][b][color=E948FC]Danny Kingston[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/363556781537886208/813757202661113906/Daniel_5.jpg
[/img][hr][b][color=E948FC]Location:[/color][/b] Training Room B
[b][color=E948FC]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center]

[i]Every[/i] decision set in stone? Did Poisson-Pas know how many decisions Danni made a day? Wasn't that the whole reason for erasers, with those weird posters with pencils for people who never make mistakes, sometimes make mistakes, and always make mistakes? Poisson-Pas really needed to live in Danni's shoes for a day (mini Poisson-Pas, hehe) and maybe he'd change his stance. Danni couldn't even settle on a color scheme some days - asking him to set anything in stone was a task. 

[color=E948FC]"Wait, whoa, whoa, whoa. You want me ta [i]what[/i]?!"[/color] Danni squeaked, the events of his try-outs flashing before his eyes, just with Dee and Zelds instead of dummies. [color=E948FC]"Are you, like really really, sold on t'at? I'm a fan of Zeld's plan 'ere 'cause it doesn't involve people meltin'. Like, I just got t'e trick down but me and t'e flyin' are still kinda new, we ain't goin' steady yet and yes, you should 'ave confidence in me because I am, in fact, t'e best, t'is is also a lot of fire. Like, melt your face off, melt my face off, melt his, her, their face off kinda fire."[/color] Danni's voice got higher and higher as he worked himself into a panic, the idea of [i]fire[/i] while their movement was restricted like this turning the panic dial up. It felt like when two of his toes got taped together with a bandaid and Dee had to possess him before the fact he couldn't spread his toes turned him into a sobbing fire bomb. 

So when Zelds made a bridge, Danni gave a heavy sigh of relief as he slumped as much as he could onto Dee. [color=E948FC]"If I 'ad more practice wit' t'e flyin' stuff, I'd be down but I'd probs fuck someone up right now, tbh."[/color] Danni reasoned with Dee. And it wasn't a bad plan, but the chances of him freaking and exploding were… very, very high. 

Like from where their flaming corpses would fall from!

Zelds abilities were fly as fuck though. Making shit out of nothing was just so nifty, he was low key jealous. He'd always have a mirror, or some firecrackers, or a coffee! He wanted to cheer when the bridge extended across the gap a bit and he was about to point out they could just jump the rest of the way as it shattered and Zelds was fucking off out the room. Danni looked between the doors and empty space where a bridge was a few times as he process before he looked at Dee.

[color=E948FC]"Did… Did she just leave?[/color] Danni asked, dumbfounded. [color=E948FC]"Did t'e t'ird person on [i]our[/i] team just fuckin' walk out on us? Did she… Does she know who she's… Oh, 'ell naw. We ain't quitters, we don't give up, and ain't anyone goin' ta bail out on Danni and Dee."[/color] Danni struggled with the knots on the rope, Poisson-Pas apparently displaying his weird old man knowledge by tying irritatingly difficult knot, so he abandoned them and went charging with Dee at his side after her. No one walks out on Danni Kingston. Not a god damned person.

[color=E948FC]"Oye, Zelds! Get back 'ere!"[/color] Danni demanded, his stride completed unhampered by Dee at his side. It was as natural as walking by himself honestly and he barely noticed he'd pulled Dee into his little crusade. [color=E948FC]"We are gunna finish t'is course come 'ell or 'igh water and you are absolutely not allowed ta abandon us. So ovary up, and get t'is shit on t'e road!"[/color]