Belly of the Beast [Open]

Inferno had no idea how this was going to turn out, everyone was babbling to eachother and shooting witty quips at eachother. "Hey, I know more then just smashing stuff," Inferno replied scratching the back of his head bewildered. He wasn't going to deny that smashing was alot of what he did, but... ok scratch that, he MOSTLY did smashing. But there was also fire! "Sides I wouldn't have had to smash anything had itsy bitsy hadn't ticked me off," Inferno added.

He was very fortunate that Ignis was here, as he had no intention of seriously fighting Spider-girl for the obvious reason that she was a girl. Arachni was totally open season and still needed a knuckle sandwhich. Hopefully he wouldn't get stuck fighting Spider-Girl if this turned into another brawl.

Ignis was quiet for the most part, content with standing on the sidelines and watching the events unfold slowly. It was a boring, but necessary thing for her to do, and while she held no strong feelings towards the towering brute of a man. She did feel that his ability to utilize fire wasn't something she could just overlook and ignore either. And she would have been content to stay out of this until Spider-girl decided to address her. "Am I his sister or a former lover seeking recompense? No I do not believe so," she responded in kind, her voice level and chillingly cold, a direct contrast to the fire and flame that enveloped her arm and seemingly glowed within her eyes.

"But, be that as it may. I do feel a distinct kinship, one that would be mutually beneficial for the both of us." Ignis stepped forward and it was rather clear that she towered over everyone but Inferno. Long Auburn hair wild and untamed, a distinct red tattoo and her outfit, a mishmash that looked like it belonged in a museum. Ignis had a distinct wild-child appearance, almost as if she came from the past or from a children's story. But there was most certainly nothing childlike about her or the danger she possessed at her very fingertips.

She gave a sidelong glance towards inferno before cracking her neck from side to side. "I know you won't agree to this but I will ask any ways. Leave him be. Go. I don't like violence as much as I used to, but it still serves a rather useful purpose when things do fall apart. And I am one who is very intimate with strife and war," Ignis didn't think it would make a difference but she couldn't stand there forever, couldn't just stand there and do nothing. It was a subtle feeling that came off as being sickeningly hot and suffocating; A stifling sense of dread that in more ways than one, marked her as someone that was entirely anything but a human being. One that had her eyes on the one beside her.

Scared? No. Inferno had a policy of not hitting girls unless they happened to be his evil demon of a daddy's girl sister. Now he liked the name though! And a girl stroking his ego did wonders to make him more... willing to put it one way. But fire? Inferno glanced around and... didn't really see any due to the fact that earlier, Arachni had broken some hydrants that sent water- oh wait there were still a couple here and there. Dang hydrants not dousing all of the fire and stop working when he wanted them too. Cause he could have easily just used his hand to angle the pressurized water at the fire.

But the water seemed to have stopped. "Apologize for what exactly? Cause if I have to apologize to itsy bitsy when he was the one that stalked me, then that's bogus... unless he apologizes for ruining my date," Inferno replied seriously. Yes, he was THAT childish that he demanded an apology before he would. "And I only make fire, I can't douse them without water or an extinguisher," Inferno added more as an apology then him refusing to do it. Ignis ate fire though so there was that.

"The fires?" Ignis took purchase of her surroundings and noted that while the majority of the conflagrations had gone out, there were still a few in the immediate area and her stomach rumbled and growled. The fire that had bathed her a moment ago was appetizing, but not entirely filling. She wanted more, craved more and it was a simple task of ignoring the two spiders before moving about with a deft quickness, as she tore the flames from their respective places, the flames wicked and wavered, licked at her flesh but it did not burn as she condensed the flame into a sphere, no bigger than a large apple and took a bite from it, as the flames wicked and licked at the air from the gap her teeth had made.

That task was done for the most part and she returned to the group, a stoic expression on her face as she nibbled away at the orb, she had no interest or love for these two people. Damage could be repaired easily, a life, not so much. The way they went with their demands...annoyed her, they treated the grass and trees as the same thing as a human life. Damage was costly, but still it nagged at her. As the heat rose around her and the pressure began to drop ever so slightly, the grass around her feet smouldering and smoking as it slowly burned away, leaving charred ground for her to stand on. Scared was the last thing on her mind at this moment, irritation and agitation was the most likely culprit.

The wind had taken a strange turn, it was actually being drawn inward toward Ignis as she took another bite of that fiery apple, eyes glowing yellow. "I've done more damage in my life than this. This is...inconsequential, make someone apologize if they kill someone. Make me say sorry instead."

"Stop me from what? Go meet my date? The crosswalk hadn't even been red for more then a second! Was plenty of time for me to cross but some ass hat couldn't be bothered to wait! So I dented his car with my fist. BIG FREAKING DEAL! AND IT WAS JUST THAT ONE CAR!" Inferno exclaimed hotly, quickly losing his patience again. Really, there were drug dealers, bank robbers, gang members, and even worse running around and Inferno smashing one car was thrown infront of all of them? But bare in mind that in Inferno's mind, he was in the right.

He had also conveniently forgotten to mention about the other damages he had created in an attempt to get the hell away from Arachni. But he would quickly point out that had Arachni just left him alone, there would just be the one car damaged. No big deal, get a tow truck. "Where's that apology small fry?" Inferno demanded, firmly set in waiting it out. Only cause Spider Girl was there. Ignis apparently seemed cool with the entire destruction and possible death stuff so he had no issue with her if a fight broke out. Which since both he and Arachni were stubborn, it was likely that one would break out. "Speaking of compensation..." Inferno said switching gears as a thought hit him.

Scary that he gets those right? "I'm sure you had better things to do then come all this way and play peacemaker. So how's about I take you out tonight? My treat?" Inferno asked Spider-Girl smiling sincerely.

Perhaps....she was too hasty in considering Inferno as an equal, as Ignis was privy to learn. She felt no small amount of shame as her hand met her face, he was hitting on one of the spiders a man who thought with his parts instead of his head. Perhaps it would be much better if there was something else to occupy themselves with, so she stepped forward raised her hands high and brought them crashing down to the ground with a thunderous roar, as flames bellowed up around her like an all consuming beast. Ignis looked like a spectre wrapped in flame, black silhouette that wavered and flickered within the well that shot into the air like a towering pyroclasm. "This is boring," she spoke softly, yet it seemed to quiet the roar of flames as her voice now stood above the flames that illuminated the grounds with an infernal red glow.

"The time for talking is over, action is now!" She gave a sharp barking shout as the flames collapsed in on herself, as they died out, petered into oblivion, she stood there cloaked in the flames, arms wrapped in what looked like bandages of fire, her left hand pointing towards the spider brat hiding up above and fired several lancets of flame, like tiny red hot slivers of steel that streaked through the air and lit up the sky with their tails of red fire. "Make him apologize, show him you are a force to be reckoned with. The strong prevail and the weak bow down."

She didn't take her eyes off arachnikid, those glowing yellow eyes like burning embers. She didn't even register a smile, as she shot at him, she took no pleasure in the attack. She merely saw it as a means to an end, that was it. A simple way to end this argument and start a conflict of fire and conflict; of fists and blood and broken bones. This was how Ignis operated, Acta non verba; action, not words. They spoke to her loudly and profoundly the sound of grunts and the taste of blood on your lips. It spoke to her better than the silver-est of tongues. "Speak with me, but not with words. Use fists, blades, clubs and spears; a fight is what I seek, the most physical of arguments."