The Breakdown(Open)

Rosemary grinned, "Had you continued maoping... I would have thought I'd lost the Margaret I had come to know so well...." She stated as she looked beyond Margaret and smiled further as the sound of hooves filled their ears.

If Margaret turned around slightly, she would see something almost perfectly white coming towards them at a great speed which started to slow down as Rose's horse, Swift Swan, slightly diverted her path to make sure not to knock over Margaret.

"Good girl..." Rosemary praised as she limped to Swan's left side before she turned to Margaret. "Well? What are waiting for? An invitation?!" She asked as she motioned Swan's back.

Margaret turned toward the sound of the horse and cringed at the sight of the animal. “hmm, don’t you think this is a bit much?” she questioned rhetorically. She didn’t expect an answer so she approached the beast giving it an odd expression since it’s been so long since she’s seen an animal of this size. Margaret then gave Rosemary a quizzical look with the addition of a raised eyebrow. She largely exhaled before bringing her attention back onto the horse.

Margaret knew that Rosemary was allowing her to ride with her, but she had no clue how to get onto the thing. She didn’t have time to waste so she threw her arms over the back of the horse and shimmied her way up onto it. She continued to cringe as she was sitting atop the horse thinking of how truly ridiculous she felt about this situation. She looked down both the sides of the horse and asked sarcastically “oh and the horse didn’t come with buckets of water too?”

She looked back at the burning wreckage that was once her room and asked “truly whoever’s still inside that dorm would have taken care of this, wouldn’t they?” “That is the dorm that’s majority is beings who’s of which powers revolve around water, right?”

(OOC: let’s just leave it at they triumphantly galloped to the nearest entrance and walked all the way back to the Sapphire dorm, then we’ll transition them back into the dorm. If that’s fine with you.)

Rosemary watched Margaret get up onto Swan, who thankfully had buckets full of patience, before she smiled at Margaret's sarcasm. "One problem at a time!" She chuckled as she hauled herself up behind Margaret and grabbed Swan's mane by circling around Margaret. "Possibly... But that isn't a regular fire, it's chemical so we don't know what kind of reaction it will cause..... Oh and uhh.... You may want to hang onto Swan's mane, it'll get bumpy!" She advised as she used her knees to control Swan's direction before clicking rapidly.

"Nearest entrance girl..... Hee-yah!" She gave Swan a firm kick which made Swan gallop off as commanded.

[OCC: Yup Sure thing!]

Margaret burst through the door to the Sapphire dormitory lounge, she did not waste any time getting there, but it still was too much time wasted. The fire had yet to spread to this location, so it was not too late as of yet. The room had no trace of any person left, so she assumed they had evacuated already; hopefully they’ve gone to address the higher authority of the situation. There was a cloud of the colourful smoke collecting at the ceiling of the room and still more spewing out from the dormitory’s hallway.

Margaret grabbed the collar of her lab coat and folded it over the lower half of her face, and then she slid her goggles down to cover her eyes. The lenses of the goggles were cracked, so it was a bit difficult to see through them, but it would be much safer for her eyes. Rosemary wasn’t in the room just yet and Margaret thought there wasn’t enough time to wait for her, so she rushed into the smoke filled hallway without any plan as of yet. She felt the chafing of her oddly located leg bones as she ran, she endured it though since she was dealing with something that was much larger than herself at the moment.

Margaret stopped at the sight of the flames which had engulfed two neighboring rooms and began to expand into the hallway. It was very difficult to see in the hallway, she could barely see anything two feet in front of her since the entire hallway was dominated by smoke and the only source of light was the fire. The waves of heat the flames were giving off were too intense for her, so she turned back around and hurried back to lounge. She recalled there being a fire extinguisher in the lounge, but she wasn’t sure if the memory given to her was out of hope or was genuine. Either way only one was not going put out the entire fire.

Once she was out of the gloomy hallway she immediately stopped and let free her collar, so she could once again breathe. Margaret quickly scanned the room for any sign of the before mentioned extinguisher.

Rosemary had since caught up with her, being quite used to moving on an injured leg so almost seemed ok save for the occasional hop as she tore off the sleeves of her shirt, one to use as a makeshift bandage for her elbow and the other to cover her mouth as she went into the lounge just as Margaret came back out.

"I think we only have one extinguisher in the Dorm..... But it was located by my room! I'll grab it!" She stated as she covered up her mouth and walk-hopped her way to the right of her dorm door before squinted her eyes to look for the extinguisher.

Margaret did not question why the location of the only fire extinguisher was in Rosemary’s room, she was just relieved by the fact that there was one in this dormitory. She briefly watched Rose run into the hallway teemed with smoke and then began to think of what she could possibly attribute to put out the fire. She turned back to the rest of the lounge and surveyed the room for anything that could possibly help end this predicament.

“Fire needs oxygen to continue to thrive, so I need something that will cut off its oxygen supply” Margaret thought to herself aloud as she searched the room. “Rather that or we’ll need some kind of element bender”. She swiftly moved toward the nearest window to allow the smoke in the room escape before it reached her breathing level. Her left leg was still insistent on clicking every time she bent her knee.

Margaret found nothing of any use to her at the moment; she had to change strategies then. She removed her lab coat and searched for its tag to learn of what fabric it was made of. It was modacrylic which she believed it was not easily combustible. She quickly sprinted toward the hallway and stood next to its entrance with her coat held out in front of her like if she was trying to catch something with it.

“When you find the extinguisher, shrink the flames to a considerable size, and then I will come in and cut off its oxygen supply by throwing my coat on top of it and stomping on it, to preserve whatever the amount of foam is left in the extinguisher!” she shouted blindly into the hallway. Margaret remembered how it was like inside of the hallway and recalled the flames’ crackling to be fairly loud, so she was unsure whether or not Rosemary would be able to hear her.

Rosemary hobbled her way back with the extinguisher so she was just about able to catch Margaret's words so nodded in response before she adjusted her hold on the extinguisher and pulled out the pin.

Thankfully she remembered her father teaching her an acronym for fire extinguishers so ran through in her mind as she did the necessary preps before firing in quite short bursts in one area first, getting the flames down the the minimum before moving onto the next area and repeating.

"Remind me to next time I return in life to be sure to be a water bender!" Rosemary stated to Margaret, though she wasn't sure if Margaret could hear her through the fabric covering her mouth.

Margaret heard the blasts that originated from the extinguisher and she took that as a signal for her to start moving, she turned to once again face the clouded hallway. She took a deep breath and covered her mouth with the crook of her elbow and held her lab coat with her free hand. She quickly dashed into the clouds of smoke, and moved toward the sound of the crackling of flames and the expulsion of compacted air and foam.

Upon reaching the area Margaret quickly turned to the room that Rosemary had recently reduced the large fire to small patches of flames. She entered the room and threw her coat onto the nearest patch of fire, then began to rapidly stomp on it, with her right foot of course. She picked her coat back up and it seemed to have no burn holes so her assumption was correct, so far. She looked to the left only to see a large burnt up hole that originated from her room which is most likely how the fire entered. By now she had to breathe in and once she did the toxic smoke was re-introduced into her lungs.

Margaret moved to the next small patch of fire and at this point she’s seen almost the entirety of this room. The ruined bed, the wreckage of burnt wood that resembled a book shelf of some kind and the vast collection of books now reduced to mere ashes. She didn't know who it was that lived in this room, but she didn't want to know. This made her feel weak in her stomach, so she avoided observing the room much further. She heard Rosemary muffle something which brought back her focus on the task at hand.

The room was now clear of any fire, but there were still two more rooms to finish. Margaret couldn’t bear to breathe in the air again and rushed out the room without picking her coat back up and back into the hallway. “You finish it off” she directed toward Rosemary “I need some… air, I’ll be back” she ended with a dry cough and hurried back down the hall.

Rosemary watched Margaret out of the corner of her eye just to see how she was doing as she finished the room they were in and moved to the next one.

When Margaret said that she needed some air, Rosemary nodded as she moved in between the two rooms to keep the flames to the minimal so that they didn't grow again during Margaret's rest.

She didn't noticed the pain from her elbow or just how soaked with blood her make-shift bandage had become but that was the least of her concerns as she made sure to breath through the rag which covered her mouth, instead of her nose which was her usual habit.

Margaret reached the lounge once again, so that she could finally breathe. She was debating in her head whether or not she should go back into the dreaded hallway again. She felt obligated to put out the fire she started and dashed back into the hallway shaking her head in regret. The pain from her leg began to sting more and more as her oddly displaced leg bones continued to abrade against each other. She wasn’t sure how much more she could possibly endure, so seeing the flames disappear gradually gave her a sign of relief.

The fire had become less of a threat as of now; it had shrunken to small patches of flames scattered around the two rooms the original fire occupied. A majority of the small patches in Margaret’s room were being put at by the snowflakes that were gently floating in. The difficult part was over, Rosemary could easily put the rest out with her extinguisher.

When Margaret reached the area where the large inferno used to flicker, she saw that the flames had died down and entered her room to stomp out the miniature flames to finally end this madness. She quickly moved around the room putting out the small fires and running toward the large hole leading outside for air whenever she needed it.

A couple more well placed bursts put out the last part of the original fire as Rosemary checked all the rooms for any other flames or dangers before she went to Margaret after placing down the extinguisher, her slight limp still there. "I-I think.... That's.... That's all of them..." She weakly stated.

If Margaret turned to Rosemary, she would see her face and skin was deathly pale save for the blood that ran down her right arm, far more pale than she usually looked due to the loss of blood from her elbow, despite the bandage as her eyes glazed over before she fainted out of exhaustion and bloodloss.

Margaret blankly stared out the hole leading outside from her room as she huffed and puffed trying to regain her energy. She was thinking over what had just happened during this small amount of time that had just made the life she was living much more complicated. She picked off her goggles and discarded them down into the snow where they slowly began to be buried by snowflakes. At this moment she decided to move pass her obsession with her cure and get back on track with her life. She had an odd feeling inside herself that she hadn’t felt in a long time, a sense of pride. She even had a bit of a smirk growing on her face.

Once Margaret turned back around it seemed she hadn’t noticed Rosemary walk into the room and faint onto the floor. She had no idea what she was going to do about this because she didn’t know where the nurse’s office was in the school and she could leave Rose in her room since there was still smoke lingering in the room. Margaret grabbed Rosemary by her arms and began to pull her out of the room, which was difficult since she has basically no upper body strength whatsoever and the smoke in the room made it hard to breathe.

She was headed toward the lounge and was planning on waiting there until a teacher of some kind would show up since it would seem reasonable for the school to send someone to handle the now extinguished fire. While she dragged Rose’s unconscious body into the hallway she was reminded of her clicking knee which she decided to get checked out while at the nurse’s office. Her first dry cough after her refuel of fresh air came once she got out the door of her room.

Margaret wasn’t even sure how she was going to explain herself to the staff of the school if or when they ever question her about it, but she did have time to think about it until then.

OCC: thread is finished