[taunting and sarcastic? hell yes. each jump of the door's latch is one more encouragement to ponder over what he wants to do. not sure who's down there, though the voice is somewhat familiar. dabi wades through the water curling around his ankles and then promptly stomps one foot atop the trap door, making it very obvious that he's standing on it.
obvious that this life is in his hands.]
Found it.
[mocking him? yep. dabi pushes the door with his foot a few times, glancing to the lock that's lodged in place. nothing he'd have a problem getting through, either by burning it open or simply unlocking the latch. could take some time to explore the flooding house and lift a few things... or he could let this trapped idiot out and have a favor to call in later...
that one sounds better.]
Ya owe me for this. Get away from the door.
[waiting for the vocal agreement and/or sounds of someone swimming away, dabi gives the person a few seconds to abscond from the vicinity before extending his hand towards the door. FWOOM!! blue fire blasts through wood and metal, crashing into the flooding cellar like a flamethrower fired straight down. water hisses and evaporates quickly from the intense heat before the fire cuts off, leaving the smoldering remains of the trap door barely holding onto the frame.]
no subject
obvious that this life is in his hands.]
Found it.
[mocking him? yep. dabi pushes the door with his foot a few times, glancing to the lock that's lodged in place. nothing he'd have a problem getting through, either by burning it open or simply unlocking the latch. could take some time to explore the flooding house and lift a few things... or he could let this trapped idiot out and have a favor to call in later...
that one sounds better.]
Ya owe me for this. Get away from the door.
[waiting for the vocal agreement and/or sounds of someone swimming away, dabi gives the person a few seconds to abscond from the vicinity before extending his hand towards the door. FWOOM!! blue fire blasts through wood and metal, crashing into the flooding cellar like a flamethrower fired straight down. water hisses and evaporates quickly from the intense heat before the fire cuts off, leaving the smoldering remains of the trap door barely holding onto the frame.]