RIGBY
A look of disgust crosses Rigby's face, not only at the insinuation that he would like Safrin, but at the haughty laugh the other gives. Fuck off, was his usual comeback when he was abashed, unamused and irritated. But this time he just bristled, his glare stuck to Nate and the stupid scar across his face. Whether or not he would decide to say something, wasn't important, moments later Nate was writhing in a wave of heat.
Rigby's eyes widened as he watched the man struggle with the flames, the fear in his eyes somewhat satisfying. What perfect fuel for the hellstorm Rigby was about to unleash, he sunk further into his slouch against the lighthouse and tsked, "Ouch."
"You've got a little something..." Rigby gestured to his own shoulder as an indication, but there wasn't really any more fire. He just wanted to see the man jump again, you're turn fucker.
Rigby's eyes widened as he watched the man struggle with the flames, the fear in his eyes somewhat satisfying. What perfect fuel for the hellstorm Rigby was about to unleash, he sunk further into his slouch against the lighthouse and tsked, "Ouch."
"You've got a little something..." Rigby gestured to his own shoulder as an indication, but there wasn't really any more fire. He just wanted to see the man jump again, you're turn fucker.
i'll make you understand
and you can trade me for an apparition
and you can trade me for an apparition
