There was no decoration on his half of the room. Just the new bed after the last had been melted, vague scorch marks and dents in the floor here and there. The smell of brimstone was not fully diffused by the open windows. His closet stood open, and empty. The other half of the room belonged to Koshi, and I honestly have no clue how it was decorated. probably with baseball paraphernalia.
Tiamaris had heard of fireproof clothing, but never anything that had actually worked. But elastic... his eyes went gold with humor, bright and liquid, at the mental image of a dragon in pants and a shirt. Where would the wings go?
He shrugged a bit, face still expressionless, except for the liquid gold of his eyes. "I am... trying to learn," he admitted. He was curious what the other meant about his own control...but did not ask.
Re: [In Person]
There was no decoration on his half of the room. Just the new bed after the last had been melted, vague scorch marks and dents in the floor here and there. The smell of brimstone was not fully diffused by the open windows. His closet stood open, and empty. The other half of the room belonged to Koshi, and I honestly have no clue how it was decorated. probably with baseball paraphernalia.
Tiamaris had heard of fireproof clothing, but never anything that had actually worked. But elastic... his eyes went gold with humor, bright and liquid, at the mental image of a dragon in pants and a shirt. Where would the wings go?
He shrugged a bit, face still expressionless, except for the liquid gold of his eyes. "I am... trying to learn," he admitted. He was curious what the other meant about his own control...but did not ask.