[Odin is his district and while he's been scouring the rooftops of several others he's made it back to home soil, if that is what it can be called. Leaping down onto the ground he looks around the surrounding are before spotting the tea house. Tensing slightly as he watched the civilians run out, he moved towards the entrance and grabbed a bucket of water on the way.] Sir!
[Voice catching the air, his tone is serious in it's accented form but he's here to help. He looks to the other--the manager of the rooms.] The fires are catching to the east wall.
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[Voice catching the air, his tone is serious in it's accented form but he's here to help. He looks to the other--the manager of the rooms.] The fires are catching to the east wall.