Subject: Looking up at the ceiling
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Posted on: 2011-12-12 02:30:00 UTC

Frédéric De Grasse was watching the flames slowly lick at the wooden structure. He looked around for his son and eventually found him near the exit, talking to... well something. Good. Gaspard could get out in time should things get messy.

Frédéric stared back at the fire. Several agents were doing their best to extinguish the flames on the ground and a few had gotten a boost from their comrades, allowing them to fight the fire spreading in the rafters. The rest were watching the spectacle unfold, munching on various chocolate-covered snacks. The FicPsych nurse watched as one agent above him held a fuming bit of wood under the smoke detector, hoping to activate the sprinkler system.

Needless to say, it didn't work. The pipes emitted a low rumble, then spat out dust.

The agent in the rafters swore, pinching out the burning stick she held before tossing it aside. "Hey guys," she shouted to the onlookers. "There is a FIRE up here y'know. Come on, help me out here!"

Frédéric spoke up: "Instead of focusing your efforts on putting out all of the fires, shouldn't you deal with the source of the problem first?"

All were silent for a second, then every eye (or other eldritch seeing organ) in the room was focused on the flaming fairy, still gleefully setting fires to the ceiling.

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