POST ✦ ( OLD RAZZLE DAZZLE. )

[caelestialis]

A quick question:

What are the confirmed symptoms for spontaneous combustion?

I remember reading in some books that before some people exploded into flames and died fiery horrible deaths, there were reports of seeing sparks around the person before the combustion occurred.

Is this true or not? I really need to know right now. As in ASAP as in now as in really right now.

[ ooc; ainsley has been given the subset ability of her prestidigitation - triggering a shower/rain of sparkles and glitter and stars around her when she's happy. it activated today so feel free to have your character see this happening to her in public before this post came up! ]

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[appraiser]

[ The closet door is where Ryoji herds the paramedics to first, relief washing over him to hear Ainsley's voice and know that she's still there, so close. The professionals crowd in while he stays back, knowing that there isn't enough space for him and he's best to step in towards the rest of the apartment to keep the path to the front door clear if needed.

At a loss for what to do, Ryoji simply paces in tight rounds, listening in on the questions being asked— "Miss, do you know where you are?", "What is the last thing you remember?" and other questions leading into PQRST— but he can hardly concentrate on those, and actually does stumble on Kara's toys. But where is Kara? He doesn't want to intrude, but he peers around the living room anyways, trying to keep an ear out for whining or barking at the same time he strains to hear Ainsley's responses. ]

[caelestialis]

I am so sorry for this. Really. I, um, I know for a fact I'm in my apartment. And... I was talking to a former student of mine and-

[ at the very least ainsley sounds coherent as she speaks with the respondents. she's unfortunately used to this thanks to her past experience of having medical emergencies. she has a nasty bump on her head but the vertigo has passed and she's just trying to figure out a way to explain her current circumstance.

sooner or later, kara eventually comes back. hearing the ruckus from her home worries the dog and she slips out the moment she can, arriving at the front door and whimpering in hopes of catching someone's attention. ]

Kara? Is that- Ryoji! You're here. Oh, I'm so sorry. Are you alright?

[appraiser]

[ The relief seems to lift Ryoji's very feet as he makes an about face and nearly runs back to the closet upon hearing Ainsley's words, the dog toy skittering across the ground when his foot catches the edge of it again, but better that then the actual dog who gets underfoot to reach the closet at the same time he does. ]

I'm here! I'm alright. And you're— not sparkling? Ah, that's to say...

[ he glances over at the respondents, having given them only vague details on the ride over here, the fact that he hadn't heard back from his schoolteacher and worried about her health, but nothing about the sparks because he couldn't find the right words that wouldn't get him a laugh and ended call ]

When you wear your smile, you're beautiful and always look like you're sparkling. So... I want to see that smile again. People are here to help now, so you don't have to worry anymore.

[caelestialis]

[ she does smile when she sees ryoji is safe and sound, no harm apparent on him. oh thank goodness. for a second there was a fear that maybe something happened in her sleep and someone tried to check on her and-

but no. that's not the case. ]

Oh- I'm glad you're safe! Thank you so much for your help. Thank you.

[ and just as she finishes speaking, there's a shower of the all-too familiar sparks showering down her and the respondents. there's no way to explain these away as dust motes or the like. these are glittering in the air, slowly traveling down as they winked in and out of sight.

haha... whoops. there they are. ]

Um… I can try to explain this, I really can, but would you all please give me a moment to help my student here? I would hate to be an poor host to him.

[ and it would give her some time to think of an excuse for this. ]

[appraiser]

[ Help... help how? Ryoji isn't the one who needs help here, having jumped back reflexively at the first sign of sparkling light, never expecting it even though he'd been talking to Ainsley about that very phenomenon.

All of them seem at a loss for what to do, never having encountered something like sparks showering down on a person— one of the respondents even looks up at the closet ceiling as if expecting a light bulb that had shattered, another rubs at his eyes as if the problem was with his own vision— but although wary, they can't see any immediate danger to Ainsley, and so they step aside to give her room to move and speak.

Ryoji steps closer to her, stops, then steps away. ]

The living room, or- fresh air outside, if you need it?

[ Where would you like to spontaneously combust? Because that fear of spontaneous combustion is very real and back in full force. ]

[caelestialis]

Um- The living room would be best, I suppose. I would hate to be not within sight for our friends here for too long.

[ she tries her best to stay upbeat because she can see the confusion and the bewilderment on the respondents' fates. the most she can do is hope they don't call the cops into this or something. her apartment is getting rather crowded as it is with everyone here plus all her unpacked items.

thanking them for letting her out, she smiles at ryoji and tries her best to exude an aura of calm friendliness while leading the way to the living room with kara in tow. (after taking an ice pack from one of the still shocked respondents to press against her head, just in case.) there should be less things there meaning less likely everything will go in flames!

… that was a terrible joke. thank goodness not everything comes from mind to mouth. ] -Thank you again. I really mean it. I have no idea what would have happened if you hadn't brought the respondents here.