Been Caught Smokin' (Olivia)

[Ainsley Cooper]

"Well shut ma mouth." He said, after seeing the girl blow up her butt. "Now that's impressive. Can you blow up anythang?" He asked, wide-eyed and giggling. "My power feels so... Sorry, so lame!" He muttered, as they walked towards the garbage cans. He kicked one halfheartedly and grinned, showing off too many teeth.

He was getting bored, he didn't like to be bored. He pulled out a tin can and poured the contents into the can. He pulled a match book out of his pocket. "Wish I had a fire like power.. That would hav' worked out sos much better for me." He lit one and dropped it into the can. There was a faint 'woosh' as the lighter fluid caught and the fire quickly licked at the rim of the trash can.

"I'm so tired of being here." He muttered, tucking the match book back into the pocket. "So." He brightened a little as the fire grew as it ate the fuel in the can. "Can you make it explode?" He asked, excited. He stuffed his hand into his pockets. "We usta blow up propane tanks back home fer fun." He smiled fondly, but there was a sadness around the corners of his eyes. Home, he probably wouldn't see it again. His lips tightened into a straight line before he looked up at Olivia again. "Come on! Ain't no body going to see us out here!"

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Olivia shrugged, she'd just preferred the evidence to be destroyed. Traces were generally never good. However, it seemed like she'd mistakenly blown it up and left a little bit too much memory in her wake. It was too late to go back though. She just followed silently, wondering what exactly the trash cans were going to be used for. She decided to keep her distance as well though; it was hard to maneuver around trash cans.

Fire. She immediately looked around; no, it didn't seem like the whole place would burn down if a trash can was lit. It was powerful, fire. Olivia had seen whole buildings go up in blazes in matters of seconds because of her. And because of that, she eyed Ainsley dubiously.

"I can," she affirmed, "but it's not smart to. This fire spreads easily," she said quietly, the slightest bit worried. One part of her had no problem and would explode it, but the other part had the sense to know that this would have consequences - largely unwanted consequences. Olivia was more used to causing large explosions and not tiny ones. This task would probably require the fine hand that she didn't have. Surely they both couldn't be for this action, could they?

[Kai]

"Hrmmph." The boy said as he turned his back on the others and crossed his arms. Setting shit on fire and blowing them up wasn't his cup of tea by any means. If he was gunna have some fun he'd need a nice warm body to do damage to. Atticus stood like a bodyguard, chest out a bit and arms folded over it.

He let out a bit of an angry sigh as she said it wasn't a smart idea. Putting teenagers that have powers in a school and letting them do whatever they want, that's the least smart idea he'd ever heard. The staff barely seemed to care about what they did. Not that Atticus was complaining, he was fine with the authority leaving him the hell alone.

[Ainsley Cooper]

"Aw, ain't neither of you any fun!" He exclaimed, kicking the can again. They were both buzzkills as far as he was concerned. Atticus didn't seem any closer to communication than a blind man suddenly seeing and Olivia just didn't seem to be getting into it. He dug around in his bag, pulling out old assignments with abysmal marks and feeding them into the fire. The fire licked up the pages greedily, turning them to soot.

"Well, ain't both of ya chatty Cathys." He muttered, once he had run out of papers. "Well, if this ain't no fun fer y'all, why dun one of you suggest somethang ta do." Ainsley demanded. He had slung his backpack over a shoulder and tucked his hands back into his pockets.

"Y'all seemed ta be the type ta like fire." He said morosely as the fire died. "Whelp, the fire's gone out, so one of ya should think of somethang better to do." Ainsley's gaunt face as a picture of disappointment. For a bunch of rebels who smoked, these people were pretty boring.