He hopped back, out of surprise, when she screamed out her punch. He reached out to catch her fist again, though something happened. Before, he had lost control of his anger, and that lead to his change. Now, more surprised than angry, more excited than anything else, he felt his concentration waver. He would only just be able to push her fist away.

"...huh."

Agnimitra felt her fist being pushed away, “Well least you didn’t fall for someone screaming left when they go right trick…” she muttered, not saying of course that she had fallen for that before. She was surprised that he wasn’t able to catch her fist. “Somethin’ wrong?” she asked as she crossed her arms. “I mean you caught my fist before like it was nothing, but now…” she shrugged it was a curious thing to her, like he suddenly just…powered down.

He flexed his fingers, hearing them crack. "I...dunno." he said. "I mean, I'm kinda new to all of...this." He gestured to himself. "I mean, I really don't think I've been a freak forever!"

Before he knew it, the purple flame spread across his body again. Merrick was, once more, a normal, scrawny, sort of short, human boy.

"Fuuuuuck!"

Agnimitra nodded, “Yeah same…my power came after I got really angry at someone and I punched them…then purple fire engulfed my fist…you can imagine how happy she was to get her face punched with fire.” She explained with a shrug. She covered her eyes as the fire appeared again seeming unfazed by the heat.

She blinked as he was again human, “Huh…” she muttered, “Well that is odd?” she muttered, “Maybe it is linked to emotion or something. Iunno.” She said as she rubbed the back of her head. “How is your head? Slammed against the floor pretty hard from the hollow thud that came from it.”

"I dunno. So, what, how do you control yours? Maybe it's the same? Y'know! How many people have purple flame powers, y'know? Can you change, too?" He began to walk around Agni, observing her very closely. He narrowed his eyes as the fire in her hand ignited again. "Like that, how do you do that? What's the trigger?" he asked again.

He stood up and crossed his arms, huffing. "My head's fine! I got a skull thick as- uh...never mind."

Agnimitra shrugged, “I try not to get as angry. Hard to do which is why I have back up saves on videogames…” she remarked softly. “I…don’t know if I can change I mean I haven’t yet, maybe I can’t who knows. And will ya stop walking around me?!” she snapped as she saw her hand ignite. “For me it is angry or if I feel like I am gonna be under attacked. I mean if I am in a fight it just…happens.” She said with a sigh. “I don’t know the trigger trigger I can’t use it automatically and sometimes it poofs away.” She added, “hence why I train with my sword and hand to hand just in case it doesn’t work.”

She smirked, “Thick as a brick? A boulder? OH! How about a tank?” she offered him teasing him lightly. “Though maybe your instincts make up for it.” She remarked as she tried to poke him on his forehead.

"I'm curious!" cried Merrick. "Is that such a crime? And you don't even know, either. Man, some use you are, huh?" He walked backwards as he came back around in front of her. "Well, I guess it'll just take some time to figure it out. Annoying!"

He shoved his hands in his pockets and bit his lip. "Neither! My skull ain't actually that thick! Shuttup!"

Agnimitra looked at him, “what is there to be curious about?” she asked him with a tilt of her head, hard to believe she was a girl sometimes with how she acted and the way she dressed. She sighed, “I am still figuring this out as well, I still think it may be linked to anger.” She explained to him. “Yeah tell me about it I am not a patient person either.” She commented with a sigh.

“Heheh sorry, sorry I am just teasing ya Merrick.” She said, first time she used his name and didn’t call him an idiot. She patted her arm out, “One thing I found is I am fire resistant…can’t feel it at all.” She told him, “Not sure if it is the same for you.”

"I can't feel this fire," he replied, trying to snap and create his own flame. It didn't work, and with a sigh of annoyance, he gave up. "My flame. It's warm but it doesn't hurt, and it doesn't burn. I've seen it hurt other people, though, so I guess you and I really must be something similar. Funny. So what do you think it is? Demon powers? Superhero powers?"

Agnimitra nodded, “Yeah meant this fire others burn like a bitch.” She commented as she watched him try to summon his flame. “Same…I have hurt others with it feel it’s warmth when I have it.” She commented. “Heh yeah we are similar, I mean you are the first person I met who has purple flame or dark fire as I called it when I first used it.” She commented to her.

“I…I don’t know could be demon, could be something from my moms’ side of the family for all I know she could be a demoness or a witch or some all-powerful magic user…maybe the reason I can’t change or have change is I am half?” she pondered out loud. “I like the superhero bit, but how many superheroes have…well actually a lot so that could be it. Maybe we both got bit by some flaming purple spider!” she remarked with a laugh.

"That's gay!" he snorted. "Flaming purple spiders...why does it have to be purple anyway? Black, red, green, would have been cooler!" Complain, complain.

"As far as I know, it's a clan of gay purple demons that did this. I don't know who my real parents are. Just the people who claim to be, but I know I'm adopted. It's the only thing that makes sense."

Agnimitra rolled her eyes, “Well think about the spider that bit Spider-Man in some representations it is the same color as his costume. Though yeah black would be cooler.” She agreed, “How would a clan of gay purple demons do this? I mean did they give random kids magical purple fire with their magic wands?” she asked him.

“Adopted, huh? Well normal humans don’t have this power…so it does make sense.” She muttered. “Just be a bit glad that ya still have people ya can claim to be parents…unless they are dicks, then don’t.” she said with a smirk, she no longer had the privilege of saying someone was her mom or dad. “Anyway we should work together to find out about the flame thing. It could be fun!”

Elisand walked into the dojo, his eyes glancing about the place which had come to be his place of solace and release as of late, allowing himself to revel in the sense of nostalgia that came with his being here as he gazed over the room which remained in a state of disrepair. It seems like some things never change, this place is still a hole however, in spite of that it is still MY hole, he mused with a slight smirk as he stood before the room. He knew that more like than not he would meet someone who would seek to match him and prepared himself for it by moving over to the side and grabbing out a bokken from the weapon stand to the side of the room, along with its sheathe and strapping the thing to his side after placing his blade upon the rack in its place. "Home sweet home, if anywhere can truly be called as such that is," he muttered to himself with a slight smirk as he caressed the wooden hilt to his side his hand closing upon it after a moment as he settled himself into the correct forms, considerring movements in his mind however, unwilling to tire his physical body. Instead he moved to retrieve several pieces of paper and ink, setting three incomplete copies of the rune markings for Intras Kastadt Ocantra, setting the runes in such a way that they could be easily set with the preset conditions written. He then checked that the heat would not released would not be enough to kill an opponent though it would burn painfully making the victor clear should it come into contact and he moved to sit upon the floor, his legs folded under him as he waited patiently for the door to open.

Theodore less opened the door,and more stumbled through the thing. Having the good luck to open the thing before his head went through it, and so it was that the teenager found himself standing infront of his apparent opponent. Fixing his tie so that it sat perfectly in the middle of his outfit and offering a wave and a smile.

"Evening, Are we to fight then?, I mean. I am here to fight, I just was wondering, this is sort of an experiment for me. To see how much my body can take as I am not strictly within the confines of a normal person...well I'll suppose you'll find out." He said,talking fast and confidently as he settled his alchemical pouch around his waist. Taking a razor-sharp wire from his pocket's and fiddling with various rings on his fingers. A grin crossed his features as he placed part of the wire between his teeth,flipping a simple but oddly bright blue coin into the air.

"Tell me when we begin, I'm rather new to this thing"

Elisand raised an eyebrow in amusement at the man who stood before him however, otherwise kept his face devoid of emotion before returning it to its normal position and let out a quiet yawn before taking a stand and bowing towards the man with his sword hand, the hand closing about the hilt of the wooden blade, unsheathing it as he came to a stand.

"I would recommend avoiding the use of lethal force where possible though seeing as you are bringing forth your own weaponary to this fight I suppose I shall do the same," he stated as he stood there, crossing the floor towards the sword rack and taking the metal blade from the shelf, standing before the man with his wrists loose though his grip on the blade was tight. He sighed, and muttered something under his breathe as he readied his blade before him, knowing that this would be a hard fight against a weapon he could not defend however prepared for the consequences. "We begin simply when it would seem both are ready to begin," he stated before blinking and mutterring the words Esn and Ivet, a blinding light blinking into the room in the moment that he blinked before shutting off once more with the word Ivet as he muttered the word Krastadt, the ball of heat going towards his right foot as he approached from the left.

Theodore nodded in understanding and caught the coin he had flipped,immediately his entire body was encased in a blue aura that discharged surrounding his body as a mix of fire and electricity, his eyes turning light blue themselves as another grin widened his features.

"I'm ready when you are, I'll try not to kill anything or tear the place up but no promises...this wire is razor-sharp and nigh unbreakable. So give me your best shot, I need to see some wear and tear on this corpse." He said with a now rather insane grin. as his left hand reached into his pouch, putting away the coin and pulling out three different coloured vials, in his right hand he held part of the wire in an intricate pattern.

"Just a question,how do we know who win's? Is it yielding or?" He inquired