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[explosivecombat]

[It's been seven and a half months since Kimblee has arrived in Johto; seven and a half months since he's felt whatever restrictions that are on his alchemy here loosen and fall away, leaving him with sheer destructive power flowing through his body.

But today, he can feel it. Oh, can he feel it.

Today he's out on one of the routes, training. That isn't anything new.

What is new is the way the route has been ripped up, large swaths cut through it; Kimblee is standing somewhere among all of the destruction, his breathing jagged. Those 'fortunate' enough to see what he's doing will get a glimpse of dark red energy flickering between his palms, sharp and crackling like some sort of demonic lightning storm in miniature, before he drops down and forces the energy from his body, chaining together a series of explosive reactions that detonate somewhere deep within the ground, ripping up fiery trails of destruction that rip through the earth, destroying everything in its path. The explosion chains doesn't seem to be hindered at all by obstacles in their path; rather, they seem only to be spurred on, ripping up anything in its path as fuel for another detonation.

The sound is immense, as are the shockwaves in the trail of those explosions; they don't carry on forever, but they're certainly not caused by any sort of natural phenomena.

Needless to say, Kimblee isn't training his Pokemon today...

Though he's certainly in one piece after the explosions stop, Kimblee doesn't seem to be all right, exactly; he seems to be having huge amounts of difficulty controlling himself, shrieking and shaking with laughter, to the point that he looks damn near about to fall over. If one didn't know any better, they'd likely think he was intoxicated; however...]

This sound...the power...! It's truly been too long!

[Another burst of laughter rips out of him.]

After all this time...I still...

[...oh boy.]

I love this!

[...Kimblee, please...]

Comments

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[king_of_flames]

[As Kimblee is having his fun, he might notice that a burst of flame is flying out and curling around him. He isn't burned, but the heat is still unpleasant.]

I'll give you one warning. Stop that before any innocent people get caught up in it.

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[explosivecombat]

[...well, then.]

My, my - asserting yourself early, I see.

[That heat isn't terribly pleasant, no, but bear in mind that you're working with someone who specializes in explosions. Heat and general unpleasantness are what he's used to, Mustang.]

If I were so determined to harm innocents, you know that I wouldn't be doing this in the clear.

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[king_of_flames]

Of course not, but that doesn't mean you would stop the moment someone else accidentally stumbled into your little minefield here. As a matter of fact, I would be quite astonished if you did stop.

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[explosivecombat]

Given how visible my "little minefield" is, can you really say that I would be entirely at fault if they managed to stumble into it?

[Action]

[king_of_flames]

I'm sure you've noticed that people are appearing at random right now. People could very well appear right in the middle of this.

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[explosivecombat]

Just as they could very well have appeared directly in the path of your little flamethrowing display just now. By your logic, the only truly safe action is standing still, lest two bodies attempt to occupy the same space at once.

[The hyperbole, she is running thick today - just the same, you know what he means, he's sure.]

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[king_of_flames]

The area of my effect was so small that the odds of someone appearing in it were astronomical at best. You're affecting such a large area that the odds of that occurring are significantly higher.