Fire

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Back home Amara changed for work before heading to Mogar's Flame SFX, the pyrotechnic company Michael owned. Walking in she was greeted by the receptionist and let in without a word. Between all the companies they owned, they all could freely use each other's and the staff were informed to let them in without question. Going up to Michael's office she logged in and checked her email for the things Gavin found. Narrowing it down to the stage Till and the guys use, Amara printed the blueprints out and made some safety adjustments. Calling the Twins, the lead engineer Trevor and pyro designer Alfredo; the blueprints were handed over, certain details explained, and a deadline given before being dismissed. Plopping down she decided to video call Till and see what's going on.
"Hi Amara. How's things going?" Asked Till.
Busy. Anyways I may have a solution to your problem. Tell your manager to look into Mogar's Flame SFX.
"Never heard of them. Are they good?" Asked Till.
They're great. They do some of the finest work and if there's still time you can see if they could custom make some gear. Of course if you decide to sign with them first.
"I'll look into it and call our manager. Good luck with your business." Said Till.
Thanks. Don't worry too much. Just breathe and think things through. You'll always find a way.
With that they hung up and continued with the day.

A month had passed and the stage was nearly complete in the testing hangar. Amara had worked tirelessly everyday once she got word that Rammstein's manager had signed a deal with the company. Of course they fibbed slightly on the cost to make it more attractive compared to the total labor and material costs.   But Amara's family was rich enough to cover the rest, not like she'll let them pay anyways. By the end of the month they had completed the stage and was ready to show it to them. Of course Amara couldn't really show herself so she had the engineer and pyro designer explain everything while she watched from a distance.

Once the guys got a call from the company they all headed over to see if they delivered well and built for safety and transport. They were greeted by two men who wasted no time and lead them to the hangar where a replica of their stage stood.
"How did you get it to be like the old one?" Asked Richard.
"Your manager explained to us that your old company had already designed one so we called to see the blueprints. It's also why we could build it so fast, we didn't have to start from scratch." Said Trevor.
"We changed some stuff so it'll be easier to break down and improved on some safety on the stage and the pyrotechnics themselves." Said Alfredo.
"What are we waiting for?! Let's light it up!" Said Paul excitedly.
Alfredo hit a button as the hangar lights dimmed and the fire show began. Immediately the guys felt a difference between the two stages. The fire coming off of the new stage was stronger and brighter. Of course it was too early to tell if it was perfect, but so far it was beyond their expectations for something that was built in a month. Once it ended the hangar lights brightened and the guys congratulated the Twins.
"How long does it take to assemble and disassemble the stage?" Asked Flake.
"For us around one and a half days to assemble and disassemble around two days cause certain things are still too hot to touch. For a crew that hasn't worked on it like us maybe... two and a half days to three for both." Said Alfredo.
"How about the fire? It feels more intense." Said Richard.
"Mogar's very own blend. Makes it more intense and the flames more visible than normal flames. And yes it has been put through a battery of tests. The mixture won't go off on it's own, has a high ignition point, evaporates once burned so it won't fall on you or the crowd, and is colored bright red just in case it leaks out of its containment." Explained Alfredo proudly.
The guys continued to discuss the workings of the stage all the while Amara watched from the controls in the back of the group. Just far enough that she'll be outa sight and outa mind, but close enough to hear the conversation. With it going well Amara snuck out to get some rest.

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