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John Allerdyce/Pyro: Paired with Clea Lake during fire-fighting operations, John reveals that while he's a grump, he's good at helping others with their powers. "Come on. I am pretty fucking sure they didn't pair us up together so I can watch you suck at watering." He lighted up a cigarette because what the heck. The air is shit anyways. There was no reason to be kinder to his lungs. Which... gave him an idea. "Do you think you can manipulate air? Stop the fires from spreading and get that nasty cloud of smoke to head upwards and away?" It would be good to help clear the air for these people. "Bollocks. I am trying my best!" Another gesture and more water came into existence. Sticking a finger into her mouth and lifting it up, "Yes. Air is easier." Her hair started to move gently as the air around them started to pick up until it was blowing all over the place.The strong gust of wind blew the cigarette out of his hand and a bunch of dried leaves hit him in the face. Jesus fucking Christ... "Think you could dial it down a little, Pocahontas?" This really wasn't the time for him to be dealing with someone in need of powers training, but dammit he knew he was going to have to have to find a way to make this work somehow. "Look, just take a deep breath and focus." John continued to work at extinguishing the small fires that were nearby as he spoke to her. "Think about what you want to do. Try to have an exact idea in your head." It was how he had learned to control his ability. "Then maybe start with clearing the air around you first." Clea nodded. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath. A few seconds past and the wind had died down to a standstill but the smoke in the air was starting to clear around them. "Now we're in business." Too bad they weren't actually getting paid for this shit. What is it with him and doing this voluntary crap for the X-people. As John continued to survey the area, he heard a commotion up ahead and realized that one of the larger trees in front of a house had caught on fire. He didn't need super hearing to realize that a cat was trapped in that tree because an old lady was screaming her lungs out. Likely, the owner of said cat. "Oh, and we have to save the kitty." Clea said to a scowling John while keeping her magic on point.