[There is a scraping noise, which is the sound of a match trying to be lit...but Pyro isn't having much luck.]

Light you stupid-...

[IT LIGHTS!

Buuuut then a gust of wind comes and blows out the flame.]




Are you fucking kidding me?!

[He drops the matchbook and leans his back against the tree.]




http://community.livejournal.com/paradisa/6028211.html

[Something clicks open and closed. Pyro is holding onto Sirius' lighter, playing with it as though it were his own. He's been there since the Heartless disappeared.]




http://community.livejournal.com/paradisa/5838832.html

I'm really loving this place.

I don't have my lighter because it took it, and now there are these...things running around.

Someone around here has to have a match or something laying around that they can give me. Anything that can create a flame or a spark would work.

If you do, that would be just fantastic.




http://community.livejournal.com/paradisa/5826798.html

[The pen was pressed so hard against the paper as he was writing this, so the paper is probably torn in a few places.]

WHERE

THE FUCK

AM I?




http://community.livejournal.com/paradisa/5760921.html