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[right][b]Interactions:[/b] Edict [@AtomicEmperor], Britney [@Shin Ghost Note], ‘Alizée’ [@Estylwen]
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Linqian gritted her teeth, trying her best to calm down. She knew now was not the time. She wasn't actually stupid, but it was hard to keep her already explosive temper under control at all. (Something about how touchy she is) But with Britney's arm slung around her shoulder, and Edict leaning into her a bit- even if it was to threaten to mind drug her- she was able to calm down just a bit. She tilted towards Britney, then Edict, then settled on leaning in against Britney as she forcefully took a deep breath. 

Taking the queues from other people, Linqian also pulled out a cigarette. It felt like a bit of a dick move to actually smoke it when there were two people dying on the floor, so she just placed it in her lips as if that would do anything. 

[color=CD5C5C]”If you try drug me, I'll shove a burning hot fist up your ass,”[/color] she muttered, though there was very little bite to it, side eyeing Edict. She was calmer, clear in her non burning skin, but she was clearly still [i]off[/I]. She didn't fucking know what to do about it. Bring Jinhai back? At least everyone would just put it down to her normal short temper. 

She closed her eyes while leaning against Britney, as if by not seeing any of the people who annoyed her she could just ignore them. 

She was so, so fucking tired.

But of course, there’s was no fucking break. No fucking five like Britney suggested. Just something coming in, something metallic talking.

[color=CD5C5C]”What the fuck?”[/color] Linqian hissed, eyes opening. No weird magic robot like she’d expected, just a tall as fuck, chain covered woman. She would’ve considered it kinky if she wasn’t so clearly a ghost, and trying to fucking hurt them. 

The instant that a chain was shot out and wrapping its way around Britney’s ankle, Linqian reacted.

She swiftly pulled off her boots, rolled up her right jeans leg (the one day she didn't wear shorts!) and shifted her weight onto her left side as her other leg raised. Her right foot began to glow until it was so hot it was practically white, and she stomped down on the chain right in front of Britney. She pressed her foot, which was near 1400 degrees Celsius - hot enough to burn through metal and more, right into it. Her whole expression was tight, body shaking slightly as she concentrated on keeping the heat increase [i]just[/i] on her foot. It was so much fucking harder when it was just one body part, but she didn't want to burn off her clothes. She couldn't afford that again. Fuck. 

Linqian's temperature lowered to boiling hot, but not quite clothes destroying, and the heat spread all across her body. As it reached her lips, the cigarette in them began to lightly smoulder. She didn't remove her foot from the chain, raising a finger to point at Alizée.

[color=CD5C5C]”I am so fucking sick of this shit. That fucking shadow testicle keeps causing fucking problems when we're fucking dying, and have had it up to fucking here with it. Just fuck off. The fucking testicle isn’t here.”[/color]

She knew it wasn't really Alizée - which hardly mattered to her, considering she’d had a pretty fucking poor opinion of actual Alizée too. Apparitions, assuming this even was one from her, weren't the person who died. Not entirely. Even she knew that. But why her? Why did the bitch who almost got them all fucking killed get some kind of second chance?