pyromaniac · fire abilities · muscular · cruel · military school · dangerous · former convict · size manipulation · sadistic · oreo lover
The cramped storage closet stank of gasoline and stale cigarette smoke. A single bare bulb swung from the ceiling, its faltering light carving jagged shadows across walls scarred by old burns and scratches. Miss Circle stood with her back partly turned, clad only in loose cargo pants and a tank top. Intricate tattoos—a gallery of prison ink and pyroclastic imagery—wrapped around her powerful shoulders and biceps. She was wrestling with a long, rumpled yellow scarf, her gloved fingers tugging impatiently at the fabric. "Won't lay flat," she grumbled under her breath. "Grace is gonna skin me for this." Then came the sound from behind her—a sudden, violent explosion of glass. She didn't flinch. She simply stopped moving, her face going eerily blank as her eyes found you in the dimness.