Hey you, watch where you're going

"You don't say!" Vermillion mumbled with a sarcasm that was quite out of character, brought on by his frustration. Still, his words were not meant for Levi, per say. His head swivelled awkwardly as he watched the pegasus neatly clear his back. "Well i'm not sure if that was necessary" He mumbled again, now apparently having a running commentary with himself. Continuing to mutter, "He could have just gone around, after all." Being a little slow to accurately gauge the situation, Vermillion suddenly noticed that the cloud-horse was no longer chasing him. Taking this to mean that the attack was now over, he smiled with satisfaction, raising his chin with pride. "You see?" He boasted, addressing the group. "All we needed to do was ask nic..nice-...n-n-...nnnnnnnnnn" As he had been speaking, he turned his head towards where the boggart had been, just in time to see Levi's grulla coat turn an alarming shade of pink. His tongue coughtt awkwardly in his mouth as his speech stumbled to a halt.

Pink.

Julius. Father.

Where is Solomon he mind feebly interjected, as his thoughts turned to his lost family. S-sssssss-Sollll" His mouth tried to say his twin's name, but his mind was too occupied in a haze of pink anxiety to focus.

Pink.

He couldn't pull his gaze away from Levi as the stallion moved away from him. Sometime about the colour made his skin crawl. His eye twitched without him noticing, and his left ear began to twitch back and forth slightly. Something in him told him to get the pink. To take it. Count it. Memorize it. Hold it. Wash it. Hide it. Protect it. But he feared it, at the same time. The need felt...heavy, and tainted by something that he couldn't seem to remember.

Julius..

Thoughts of his father kept popping into his mind. But why? Vermillion was too young to remember his father's obsession with the colour pink, but it was undoubtably the cause of his subconscious and irrational fear of the colour.

Wide-eyed, it was only the heat from the circle of flames which snapped him out of his stupor. I need to get out of here! He thought desperately, looking around. B-b-but, there were so many here....maybe they know Solomon! Maybe they are lost too! I need to know them! he thought desperately.

Vermillion, once again, tore across the middle of the ring, like a crazy person. His legs flailed in each direction as he hopped over the spokes of flame issuing from the bogart in the centre. It was pure luck alone that could have allowed him to do this. Each time the flames from his own personal fire came too close, he bucked awkwardly and without much grace or practise. He raced past Osiris and Nadira, panting heavily, "Hiiiiiiiiii what's your names??" He shouted urgently. He just wanted to know who they were, so that he could get out of here. Circling around the circumference of the Bogart's influence, he past d'Art, already knowing him, and moved towards Valentine. "What is your name?" This time, his voice was demanding, almost confident sounding.

Completing almost a full lap, he was nearing Levi again. As his pink body came into view, Vermillion comically skidded to a halt, kicking up bits of dirt as he did. His sudden stop allowed the flame-wheel to finally reach him, enveloping him in flames. Vermillion howled in pain, and immediately dropped to his knees. "Stop drop and roll, stop drop and roll, stopdropandroll stopdropandrollstopdropandroll" He yelled in a pitifully young boyish voice.

[OOC: Character Summary: Vermillion thinks that the Bogart stopped because he asked it to, when the attacks momentarily cease. Turning, he notices that Levi has turned pink, and is mesmerized with panic and anxiety. Deciding that the only way that he could let himself leave, is to first see if anyone has seen his lost twin, he runs over the bogarts outer fire limbs (I'm imagining it sort of like spokes of a wheel?), bucking when his own fire-circle gets too close. He runs by Adira and Osiris asking who they are, then runs to the outer ring, and asks Valentine as he runs by. Coming full circle to Levi again, he comes to a sliding stop, and is enveloped by flames. And what do you do when you're on fire? Stop drop and roll.

Attack: 1/2 bucks at the fire. Probably doesn't hit it.
Defence: Stop drop and roll to put out the fire + flailing all around.

Ending position: To the right of Levi, about 9 ft from the Bogart.]

& if you were going to crucify me,
I wouldn't want 'nobody to see.