Fire Starters

[Magda Eisenhardt]

Magda stepped back from the stove and turned around, pausing when she saw the younger man in the door way. Though he looked more like a boy really. Then again, at her age they all looked like boys now. All so young, and so very very immature at times. They knew nothing of true horrors, and only saw the promise of war--they were eager for it.

Even though she knew the war was building to an all out fight, she did not welcome it. Yet it would bring an end, so she wished it would just happen already. "Hello," She greeted, then gestured to the stove. "If you're hungry you better get it before the others. I don't cook much, so it's first come first serve." The rest had to make their own.

Magda liked cooking, and loved food! So she often found her self here. It helped make sure she was no over stressed. Relaxed her. Besides, she wanted to make sure Erik ate properly. Which was why his plate was already made and ready for him, and set aside for when he was ready.

[John Allerdyce]

Finally, for the first time in his life, Pyro felt like he was in the right place. He had never felt like he belonged at Xavier's; it was just the only alternative to the streets. But after he'd me Magneto, a lot changed. Everything changed really. Pyro, like the others, had all heard things about Magneto and the Brotherhood. But when he met the mutant in charge, he wasn't what Pyro expected. The guy had praised his powers -- something that Pyro always liked -- and encouraged him to use them. Unlike at Xavier's where they had to hide their powers and refrain from using them. Pyro couldn't stand that. Why did they have to hide?! He never agreed with that whole conformity crap. And after hearing Magneto explain his views and the objective of the Brotherhood, Pyro was undoubtedly on board.

He even said he was going to get Pyro a flame thrower so he wouldn't have to carry his lighter around! How cool was that! After having been given a brief tour, Magneto had to tend to some business so Pyro settled in a little and was now making his way around the place. He reached the kitchen and saw some old lady cooking. She greeted him and said that he should take some while it was there. Pyro wasn't going to say no. Pretty sweet deal that he didn't have to cook. "Thanks," he stated. He did as offered and grabbed a plate, putting some of the food in it before going the stool at the island. He flicked the cover of his lighter on and off, a habit of it, as he mixed the food a little, waiting for it to cool down. "So, what do you do?" He asked, cutting straight to the chase of finding out what her powers were.

[Magda Eisenhardt]

He jumped toward the food, and Magda would have wondered when the last real meal he had was, had Erik not already spoken to her about the boy. Coming from Charles' school one would think he'd have been fed--then again, teenage boys did tend to eat big and often. She'd have to start cooking larger meals. "Thanks," And at least he had manners. "Your welcome." Opening the fridge she pulled out a bottle of water and sat it beside his plate while he flicked his bic. Her finger touched it, pushing it so it was tilted just enough for her to see it. Ah, the fire starter.

Her finger left the lighter, and Magda stood there watching him for a moment before he spoke. "So, what do you do?" "I cook mostly, it takes a lot to keep these heathens fed." She teased, "But other then that I deal more with technology then fire." Yet she had been known to start a few fires back in her younger days. Burning down the buildings of the humans who dare treat mutants less then deserving. "Have you been shown around? Shown which room will be yours?"