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ax_mainClarice meets another fellow mutant beside the lake. This introduction goes a lot less smoothly, and Inu-Yasha gets a crash course in the biggediness of Bahamian gals.
Though more comfortable now in her new environment than she'd been just after her arrival, Clarice still found it more relaxing outdoors. Something about being inside just made her feel pent-up, anxious, though the place was almost as relaxed as her own home had been, in a lot of ways. Relaxed, but still different. Different was a thing she was still learning to love, though a lot of the other students had made it easier. Easier, if not easy.
So she stalked out of one of the (several) back doors to the school, heading across the back lawn in the direction of the lake. It wasn't the sea, by any stretch of the imagination, but it was still nice to be next to the water. She wore a blue tank-top and jean shorts, and her flip-flops made their characteristic "flip, flop" sounds as she walked across the well-trimmed grass. Clarice spun a semi-solid length of bright pink energy in her hand, about as long as a ruler. Most of the time, she just found them relaxing to toy with, but it was always possible she'd get a chance to practice her teleporting.
Inu-yasha was nearly napping, laid out on his back enjoying the sun. Not a lot of students came out here, and he liked the smell of the lake and all the open air. It was one of the few places he could actually feel relaxed.
Which was why the sound of footfalls and the scent of some girl made him scowl. Pulling on his hood, he sat up, glaring at-- at the very pink girl. His eyes locked on the glowing thing in her hand. Weapon? Maybe, he couldn't tell, which he really didn't like. Just in case, he sat forward, claws visible on the grass in front of him.
As she reached the edge of the lake, Clarice belatedly noticed a reclining shape not far from the shore. A shape that quickly assumed an alert, seated posture at her approach. It was enough to be startling, at first ... until she realized who it was. Inu-Something. One of the other students. One of the least friendly. She hadn't particularly tried to engage him, up to that point; what she'd seen of his interactions (and lack thereof) with others had suggested she'd just as well keep her distance. Which she would have been happy to continue to do, except she was here now, and it wasn't like he owned the lake, or anything.
She twirled the pink energy-spike between her fingers nervously. "Hey," she said, keeping her tone as noncommittal as possible. Then, because she had to do something to loosen the tension she was feeling, she tossed the spike out over the water, angling it like a skipping stone. And skip it did, except with each bounce a little bit of liquid teleported away from the lake's surface, a little less of the spike for the following bounce. Behind the bouncing light, a hovering blob appeared in the air before splashing back down placidly with a wet plop.
Inu-yasha glared after the thing, completely confused, and just a little concerned that it might come back. "The hell was that thing?"
Though the boy's tone was, kindly put, grating, Clarice supposed that she had been the one to intrude on him, and since she didn't really have any idea what kind of baggage had gone into making him so over-the-top defensive, she could try to play nice. Not that it was the easiest thing; she was usually pretty laid back, in her own opinion, but could admit she had a temper, too, when she got ready.
"Is part of my mutation--my power, ay'? Lil' javelin things that move stuff around." By way of demonstration, she began shaping another one in her hand, letting it coalesce from pure energy into something with actual, if slight, mass. "See?"
Inu-yasha flinched almost imperceptibly as she called up another, eyes narrowed at the glowing thing that confused his senses. He hadn't really understood what she'd said (where the hell was she from with that accent?!), but she didn't seem aggressive... but it was hard to tell with her unusual features, so he couldn't be certain. And what the hell would that pink energy thing do if it touched him?
He folded his arms over his chest petulantly. "The hell? Was that even English?"
Clarice frowned; yes, she was aware the way she talked was an acquired taste, but what the hell? It wasn't like she was doing it on purpose. This boy was just making it harder and harder not to dismiss him as an ass. Steeling herself, she went on trying to explain, though it was sure to be a thankless job. "Look," she said, "it is work like this."
She tossed the pink spike of energy at the surface of the lake again, teleporting away a fair-sized half-globe of water, which immediately filled in again. The water reappeared in the air above a nearby tree, the exit portal spread out so as to create a brief shower of artificial rain rather than a single large splash. "See?"
"That some kind of weapon?" He thought he got what it did, but what would it do to a person? They were shaped into points. ...how wary did he need to be of this chick? He'd bet he was faster and stronger than her at least.
"What? No!" Clarice protested, before she had a chance to even mull it over a bit. But upon reflection, "I mean ... I wouldn't use it like that. When I move people, I move whole people. Even if I guess I could just move they intestines over here, they lungs over there, they skin on top of the gazebo ... " This conversation had taken a very unexpectedly morbid turn, but she was a bit surprised she'd never thought of it before, given that breaking up the exit portal for the water hadn't ever seemed like any big thing.
Inu-yasha raised an eyebrow at her, actually kind of grossed out, and still not sure how much of a threat she was. In a way, it was kind of like whats-her-name, the blond witch. "Is that some freaky witch shit?"
"Freaky what-what?" she returned immediately, outraged. She'd put up with a lot from this no-name boy in the name of school camaraderie, but this was starting to bump up on the edge of too much. "Is no more freaky witch shit than whatever the hell it is you do, boy." There was rude, and then there was rude. And, mild as she could be, Clarice wasn't inclined to put up with much in the way of bullshit. Even when it came to the other students.
"You're the one talking about removing intestines!!" Inu-yasha pushed angrily to his feet, only to discover that she was taller than him. Dammit. Still, he glared full-force. "I was just asking!"
"Because you asked if it was a goddamn weapon," she bellowed back, uncowed. "I never thought about it like that before! It was just a thing! For moving ... things! And screw your asking--I don't owe you no explanations nohow!"
"Well how was I supposed to know that?!" he shouted back at her, holding his ground in a defensive pose. "You're the one coming at me with some glowing thing shaped like a weapon - the hell else am I supposed to think??"
"I showed you what it does, you ignorant ..." Clarice bit back something much harsher, "whatsis. You're the one who keeps talkin' fool, callin' it witch shit and all. And nobody was comin' at you! I was comin' to the frickin' lake for some peace and frickin' quiet. But what you think? I think it gonna be stupid as shit no matter what I say or do."
Inu-yasha cracked his knuckles, falling into a defensive posture, ready to counter if she came at him. "I don't know what your problem is," he ground out (and it was true, he had no fucking clue), golden eyes narrowed and claws plainly visible, "but you don't even know who you're messing with. So back off!"
"My problem," she bit out, "is your sour fuckin' attitude, which I've had to put up with since I got here. And I'm just fuckin' sorry I humored it for as long as I did. Now you need to fuckin' relax, and I won' have to cool you off the hard way."
"Is that a threat?" He had honestly missed about half of what she'd said, but 'the hard way' usually only meant one thing. He snarled, baring fangs in a way that screamed 'predator'. If she started something, he would fucking end it.
"That," Clarice said icily, "is a fuckin' promise. Now back. Off." She had a gleaming shard of teleportation energy in either hand, by that point. And, honestly speaking, if this ass offered her even the slightest chance to use them, she would do so. Happily.
"I was here first," he snarled back. Like hell he was giving up a single inch - especially when he hadn't done anything! What the hell had even happened here?? "No crazy girl is gonna push me around when I was mindin' my own damn business!"
"That's only 'cause you haven't met the right crazy gal yet. But you have now." With some considerable effort, Clarice took a deep breath and tried to relax; she had barely been here a week, making it way too soon to start getting into fights with the other students. Even if they did go on like that was exactly what they wanted. "You know what? Fine. You stay here and growl at people who just wanna come look at the water. I'mma find somebody with some sense to talk to."
"Then maybe you're not as dumb as you look," Inu-yasha sneered at her. He didn't care what her stupid power was, she was out of her league if she wanted to get into a fight.
Clarice froze in the act of turning, her bright green eyes falling on the white-haired boy again and narrowing dangerously. "Sorry. What did you just say? I couldn' have heard that right."
Inu-yasha rolled his eyes. "You heard me, bi--"
The word wasn't yet out of his mouth when the golden-eyed boy was enveloped in pink energy and transported into the middle of the lake. Or, more specifically, three or four feet above the surface of the lake. "Yeah, that's what I thought you said," Clarice growled. She studied the other shard in her hand briefly, shrugged, then threw that one at him, too. If she was gonna get in trouble either way, might as well make it worthwhile.
She winced as, almost immediately, a reproving telepathic voice summoned her to the Professor's office, for a "discussion on responsibility and use of powers". Maybe not worth it, after all. Sheepishly, she turned and hustled back toward the mansion.
"GAH--" Inu-yasha hit the water, again, splashing frantically. Luckily he felt his feet hit the bottom, so he wasn't going to drown like some idiot.
The girl was long gone by the time he managed to drag himself out of the lake, so there was no one to see him absolutely soaked and looking like a drowned rat. Fuck. At least it was summer and plenty hot out - he pulled his shirt and sweatshirt off, throwing them in pile beside him, then shaking his head roughly to get the water out of his ears. Dammit, he couldn't go back like this. He was stuck out here until he dried off.
"Fuckin' witches..."
Though more comfortable now in her new environment than she'd been just after her arrival, Clarice still found it more relaxing outdoors. Something about being inside just made her feel pent-up, anxious, though the place was almost as relaxed as her own home had been, in a lot of ways. Relaxed, but still different. Different was a thing she was still learning to love, though a lot of the other students had made it easier. Easier, if not easy.
So she stalked out of one of the (several) back doors to the school, heading across the back lawn in the direction of the lake. It wasn't the sea, by any stretch of the imagination, but it was still nice to be next to the water. She wore a blue tank-top and jean shorts, and her flip-flops made their characteristic "flip, flop" sounds as she walked across the well-trimmed grass. Clarice spun a semi-solid length of bright pink energy in her hand, about as long as a ruler. Most of the time, she just found them relaxing to toy with, but it was always possible she'd get a chance to practice her teleporting.
Inu-yasha was nearly napping, laid out on his back enjoying the sun. Not a lot of students came out here, and he liked the smell of the lake and all the open air. It was one of the few places he could actually feel relaxed.
Which was why the sound of footfalls and the scent of some girl made him scowl. Pulling on his hood, he sat up, glaring at-- at the very pink girl. His eyes locked on the glowing thing in her hand. Weapon? Maybe, he couldn't tell, which he really didn't like. Just in case, he sat forward, claws visible on the grass in front of him.
As she reached the edge of the lake, Clarice belatedly noticed a reclining shape not far from the shore. A shape that quickly assumed an alert, seated posture at her approach. It was enough to be startling, at first ... until she realized who it was. Inu-Something. One of the other students. One of the least friendly. She hadn't particularly tried to engage him, up to that point; what she'd seen of his interactions (and lack thereof) with others had suggested she'd just as well keep her distance. Which she would have been happy to continue to do, except she was here now, and it wasn't like he owned the lake, or anything.
She twirled the pink energy-spike between her fingers nervously. "Hey," she said, keeping her tone as noncommittal as possible. Then, because she had to do something to loosen the tension she was feeling, she tossed the spike out over the water, angling it like a skipping stone. And skip it did, except with each bounce a little bit of liquid teleported away from the lake's surface, a little less of the spike for the following bounce. Behind the bouncing light, a hovering blob appeared in the air before splashing back down placidly with a wet plop.
Inu-yasha glared after the thing, completely confused, and just a little concerned that it might come back. "The hell was that thing?"
Though the boy's tone was, kindly put, grating, Clarice supposed that she had been the one to intrude on him, and since she didn't really have any idea what kind of baggage had gone into making him so over-the-top defensive, she could try to play nice. Not that it was the easiest thing; she was usually pretty laid back, in her own opinion, but could admit she had a temper, too, when she got ready.
"Is part of my mutation--my power, ay'? Lil' javelin things that move stuff around." By way of demonstration, she began shaping another one in her hand, letting it coalesce from pure energy into something with actual, if slight, mass. "See?"
Inu-yasha flinched almost imperceptibly as she called up another, eyes narrowed at the glowing thing that confused his senses. He hadn't really understood what she'd said (where the hell was she from with that accent?!), but she didn't seem aggressive... but it was hard to tell with her unusual features, so he couldn't be certain. And what the hell would that pink energy thing do if it touched him?
He folded his arms over his chest petulantly. "The hell? Was that even English?"
Clarice frowned; yes, she was aware the way she talked was an acquired taste, but what the hell? It wasn't like she was doing it on purpose. This boy was just making it harder and harder not to dismiss him as an ass. Steeling herself, she went on trying to explain, though it was sure to be a thankless job. "Look," she said, "it is work like this."
She tossed the pink spike of energy at the surface of the lake again, teleporting away a fair-sized half-globe of water, which immediately filled in again. The water reappeared in the air above a nearby tree, the exit portal spread out so as to create a brief shower of artificial rain rather than a single large splash. "See?"
"That some kind of weapon?" He thought he got what it did, but what would it do to a person? They were shaped into points. ...how wary did he need to be of this chick? He'd bet he was faster and stronger than her at least.
"What? No!" Clarice protested, before she had a chance to even mull it over a bit. But upon reflection, "I mean ... I wouldn't use it like that. When I move people, I move whole people. Even if I guess I could just move they intestines over here, they lungs over there, they skin on top of the gazebo ... " This conversation had taken a very unexpectedly morbid turn, but she was a bit surprised she'd never thought of it before, given that breaking up the exit portal for the water hadn't ever seemed like any big thing.
Inu-yasha raised an eyebrow at her, actually kind of grossed out, and still not sure how much of a threat she was. In a way, it was kind of like whats-her-name, the blond witch. "Is that some freaky witch shit?"
"Freaky what-what?" she returned immediately, outraged. She'd put up with a lot from this no-name boy in the name of school camaraderie, but this was starting to bump up on the edge of too much. "Is no more freaky witch shit than whatever the hell it is you do, boy." There was rude, and then there was rude. And, mild as she could be, Clarice wasn't inclined to put up with much in the way of bullshit. Even when it came to the other students.
"You're the one talking about removing intestines!!" Inu-yasha pushed angrily to his feet, only to discover that she was taller than him. Dammit. Still, he glared full-force. "I was just asking!"
"Because you asked if it was a goddamn weapon," she bellowed back, uncowed. "I never thought about it like that before! It was just a thing! For moving ... things! And screw your asking--I don't owe you no explanations nohow!"
"Well how was I supposed to know that?!" he shouted back at her, holding his ground in a defensive pose. "You're the one coming at me with some glowing thing shaped like a weapon - the hell else am I supposed to think??"
"I showed you what it does, you ignorant ..." Clarice bit back something much harsher, "whatsis. You're the one who keeps talkin' fool, callin' it witch shit and all. And nobody was comin' at you! I was comin' to the frickin' lake for some peace and frickin' quiet. But what you think? I think it gonna be stupid as shit no matter what I say or do."
Inu-yasha cracked his knuckles, falling into a defensive posture, ready to counter if she came at him. "I don't know what your problem is," he ground out (and it was true, he had no fucking clue), golden eyes narrowed and claws plainly visible, "but you don't even know who you're messing with. So back off!"
"My problem," she bit out, "is your sour fuckin' attitude, which I've had to put up with since I got here. And I'm just fuckin' sorry I humored it for as long as I did. Now you need to fuckin' relax, and I won' have to cool you off the hard way."
"Is that a threat?" He had honestly missed about half of what she'd said, but 'the hard way' usually only meant one thing. He snarled, baring fangs in a way that screamed 'predator'. If she started something, he would fucking end it.
"That," Clarice said icily, "is a fuckin' promise. Now back. Off." She had a gleaming shard of teleportation energy in either hand, by that point. And, honestly speaking, if this ass offered her even the slightest chance to use them, she would do so. Happily.
"I was here first," he snarled back. Like hell he was giving up a single inch - especially when he hadn't done anything! What the hell had even happened here?? "No crazy girl is gonna push me around when I was mindin' my own damn business!"
"That's only 'cause you haven't met the right crazy gal yet. But you have now." With some considerable effort, Clarice took a deep breath and tried to relax; she had barely been here a week, making it way too soon to start getting into fights with the other students. Even if they did go on like that was exactly what they wanted. "You know what? Fine. You stay here and growl at people who just wanna come look at the water. I'mma find somebody with some sense to talk to."
"Then maybe you're not as dumb as you look," Inu-yasha sneered at her. He didn't care what her stupid power was, she was out of her league if she wanted to get into a fight.
Clarice froze in the act of turning, her bright green eyes falling on the white-haired boy again and narrowing dangerously. "Sorry. What did you just say? I couldn' have heard that right."
Inu-yasha rolled his eyes. "You heard me, bi--"
The word wasn't yet out of his mouth when the golden-eyed boy was enveloped in pink energy and transported into the middle of the lake. Or, more specifically, three or four feet above the surface of the lake. "Yeah, that's what I thought you said," Clarice growled. She studied the other shard in her hand briefly, shrugged, then threw that one at him, too. If she was gonna get in trouble either way, might as well make it worthwhile.
She winced as, almost immediately, a reproving telepathic voice summoned her to the Professor's office, for a "discussion on responsibility and use of powers". Maybe not worth it, after all. Sheepishly, she turned and hustled back toward the mansion.
"GAH--" Inu-yasha hit the water, again, splashing frantically. Luckily he felt his feet hit the bottom, so he wasn't going to drown like some idiot.
The girl was long gone by the time he managed to drag himself out of the lake, so there was no one to see him absolutely soaked and looking like a drowned rat. Fuck. At least it was summer and plenty hot out - he pulled his shirt and sweatshirt off, throwing them in pile beside him, then shaking his head roughly to get the water out of his ears. Dammit, he couldn't go back like this. He was stuck out here until he dried off.
"Fuckin' witches..."
