xmen_heroes | The Fuel, Elle/Pyro, PG13

Title: The Fuel (a pretty random title)
Fandom: X-Men/Heroes
Ships: Elle/Pyro (John)
Summery: Are all men her age this persistent? She smiles still, ready to kill him if this continues.
Disclaimer: Not Mine.

She spotted him before he saw her, she was sure of it. Turning, she ignores him; opting for the 'hard to get' approach.

"I've seen you here before," he whispers in her ear.

Rolling her eyes, she looks at him. He's cute, light brown hair that could pass for blond in certain lights (how about blue).
He's cute but he also reminds her of a crazed man who had the hunger (maybe it's the eyes).

"That's just terrific, isn't it?" she snaps, angry that he even summoned those thoughts.

He's taken aback, but surprise quickly turns into excitement; he flicks his lighter.
Blue eyes are drawn to the flame, the brightening fire.

"I'm John, my friends like to call me...well we aren't friends are we?" he murmurs leaning closer on the dirty bar stool.

Are all men her age this annoying, persistent?
She smiles still, ready to kill him if this continues.

"What an...interesting name. Is this the part when I should tell you my name? Honestly how naive are you?" she hisses, eyes flashing metallic.

She had startled him and she pale.
Quickly paying for her untouched drink, the blond strolled out of the bar.

"Hey. Hello! What the hell was that?" John yelled, running after her.
So damn persistent.

"Can you go aw-" her mouth shuts, the flame flickering in her sight. He allows it to grow larger, taking on various shapes.
A smirk slowly covers her face.

"So you're special then?" she drawls, trying to hide the excitement. She's always loved finding new people.
It used to make her dad so proud. Holding up her palm, she delights as he jumps back.

Electricity crackles to life, pooling in her hand. Heat blazes around the both of them and a laugh bubbles out of her throat.

"I'm Elle."