fandomhighdorms | the roof; saturday afternoon

It was such a quaint place Chase had ended up in. It was a tiny speck of an island, filled with people that seemed to smile at him as he passed. They obviously had no idea who he was. Or what he was. It was hilarious. Apparently, his fellow Sons of Ipswich had run off like the cowards they were.

Again, it was hilarious.

Chase was sitting on the ledge of the roof, feet hanging off and tight smile directed at the people below him. Just one flick of his hand, one nod of his head and he could crush them all. But, that might be a bit messy and he did love to have fun with his friends before he killed them. Even if Caleb wasn't around and therefore, couldn't will Chase his powers, Chase figured he'd compromise.

And if that failed, he'd just kill people. That always took the edge off for a little while. Maybe he'd finish this island off before setting off to find Caleb and his friends. It'd be good...practice.

[Open place! Flick's now Chase Collins from the cinematic masterpiece, The Covenant. He's not a nice guy and he's pretty powerful so, yep.]

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"Why don't you drop that rock, Ygritte?" Chase asked, beckoning her closer to him. "I'm harmless."

What a lie.

"Make love, no war. That's my motto." It wasn't.

"You know nothing," Ygritte told him. "War will be made regardless. As the Starks are so fond of saying, winter is coming."

Super helpful, Ygritte.

"I know many things," Chase said easily, smirking at her. "War can come, if it wants to. I'll destroy everything and make them lay at my feet. It'll be easy."

So much oozing ego.

Eeew, he was so creepy. And weirdly hot. But mostly creepy.

"Oh, so you have experience in battle?"

"Yes." Well, that was up for interpretation but he was pretty confident that he'd win any battle. He grinned at her. "Would you like a demonstration?"

"If you'd like," Ygritte said, inclining her head.

Chase's grin turned into a smirk and he contemplated what to show her. Ah, he had a good one.

Chase held a finger and...disappeared. But, he reappeared almost immediately right beside her, looking smug.

Wildlings do not shriek when they are startled. Nor do they admit they are startled.

So she threw the rock at him instead. Hard.

Good choice, Ygritte.

Lucky for her, Chase was quick and powerful so he was able to swat the rock away with a flip of his wrist.

"So, I show you a magic trick and you try to hurt me?" he asked, shaking his head sadly at her. "That's not very friendly of you, Ygritte. It might make me rethink letting you in on this and possibly sharing it for your war."

"Why would you ally with us?" Ygritte asked, taking a few steps backward and looking for a backup rock.

"Why are you questioning it?" Chase wondered, staying where he was and looking at her in amusement. "You won't to join the other side?"

Never mind that he didn't even know what the other side was.

Ygritte gave him a flat look. "I like to be alive. You know nothing, if you think I would choose the other side."

"You keep saying I know nothing," Chase pointed out, tilting his head and looking at her. "Didn't I just prove that I know many things. And I'm using my vast, vast knowledge to be helpful and you are being a terrible emissary for your people."

"My people don't require an emissary," Ygritte told him airily. Mostly because she wasn't entirely sure what an "emissary" was.

"You proved you can catch a rock, move very quickly, and are quite arrogant. My people already have enough of those things."

Chase sighed and held up his palm. He wiggled his fingers a bit until a small flame appeared. It hovered just over his skin and Chase molded the flame until it formed a fireball.

"Better than a rock, don't you say?"

"Much," Ygritte said, stepping closer. "You can create fire?!"

When you live in the North, that's a pretty big deal.

"Yes, I can," he said, letting the fire grow larger but keeping it controlled the entire time. "Create and control. Very convenient during those harsh winter months."

"Years," Ygritte corrected. "Winters last for years."

"Years, then." He curled the fire up his arm and near his shoulder before he gave the limb a shake and the fire went out. "I'd be a handy person to have around, wouldn't I?"

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"Perhaps," Ygritte conceded.

If he wasn't so creepy.

"You still sound like you're doubting me," Chase said, closing his hand and snuffing the fire out. "Why is that?"

"I'm not much for trust," Ygritte said.

"You're going to make me sad and that's a terrible emotion to have," Chase told her, making a face. "I'd rather have fun. I'd rather feel good."

Ygritte arched up an eyebrow. "We're not much for fun beyond the Wall, either, unless you mean drinking and starting fights."

"You're missing out on so much," Chase told her, shaking his head sadly. "Drinking and starting fights is definitely fun but you need to broaden your horizons."

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