[John isn't going to ask about the young man having so many different shapes. He's really not. Perhaps after they're finished... killing off the pixies? Driving them out? Was this something Xochipilli was supposed to manage? Rau's letter had indicated some hand in the supernatural. John knows well enough not to count on a cavalry, even if he's hoping for one.]
Right. Just a mo, then. I'll find us something that's more fuel-limited than time.
[He hurries into the hardware store and emerges not two minutes later with a flamethrower, the propane canisters strapped to his shoulders in the backpack set up the unit had come with. It's not nearly as impressive as Ryu's dragon forms, but it'll get the job done. John reasons it isn't really stealing. He'll see to making a large purchase here later.]
Ready to go, mate. Let's get that pack up ahead.
[With some difficulty, John resists adding a Bond one-liner to the effect of heating things up. This certainly feels like a movie, but he isn't that far gone.]
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Right. Just a mo, then. I'll find us something that's more fuel-limited than time.
[He hurries into the hardware store and emerges not two minutes later with a flamethrower, the propane canisters strapped to his shoulders in the backpack set up the unit had come with. It's not nearly as impressive as Ryu's dragon forms, but it'll get the job done. John reasons it isn't really stealing. He'll see to making a large purchase here later.]
Ready to go, mate. Let's get that pack up ahead.
[With some difficulty, John resists adding a Bond one-liner to the effect of heating things up. This certainly feels like a movie, but he isn't that far gone.]