Egg on Its Face {open}

[Max Rose]

Okay, so technically Halloween was already over. The season of dressing up and causing mischief had come and gone far, far too quickly for Max's tastes. Really, all she'd managed to do was put together a superhero group, and even that had technically been after Halloween.

This explains the eggs. More accurately, this explains why Max was throwing the eggs at the school building.

"Viva la Revolution!" she shouted. She paused, tilted her head, and balanced an egg in her head. It had sounded good in her head, but when she'd actually shouted it, the ring, the whole thunder of it, really, had just gone out. It felt hollow, not nearly as much fun as it should be. She needed something... else.

"Here's egg on your face!" she yelled. A good solid wind-up, the pitch, and there was an egg connecting with the side of Hammel. Because, naturally, Max had elected to egg the school. At least it was after the sun had gone down, to obscure her a little. Though how you could miss the fire-engine red hair (freshly done up, thanks to wanting things to look absolutely friggin' perfect for Halloween, thankuverramuch), was beyond most people.

"I choose you, Eggescute!" came next, along with at least five eggs thrown at once. Max was already reaching down though, trying to scoop up many more for the balancing.

[Cassidy Mitro]

Cassidy frowned when she heard the screaming and let her eyes flick from her hands in her lap to the direction the sound was coming from. Curiosity drew her from her loneliness and her desire to be curled up under a tree praying that her mom or dad would just come and snatch her away from this place. Why did she have to get her powers now and be sent away from the only life she'd ever known. It sounded pretty dramatic, even to her but she wanted so badly to have her life be normal again like it was. Cassie hadn't made any friends so far.

Maybe cause she didn't want to. That Faye girl wanted to be her friend she supposed but the girl was strange, that was for certain. She got to her feet from her place hidden behind the tree, dug her hands in her pockets and headed to the constant screaming. Once she reached the flame head, she stayed back a few paces and watched the eggs hit the building giggling, in what she hoped was a quiet tone as she watched the older girl. She hadn't giggled in almost a week now. In fact she hadn't been happy in a week but watching the eggs shatter and splash across the building she felt was a jail to her, she could tell that this was what would make her feel better.

[Max Rose]

"Eggescute used barrage! It's super effective!" said Max. She threw both arms into the air, nearly crowing in victory again. Sure, she might be using too many Pokemon references, but really, could you ever have too many? Exactly. She was just about to start in with her victory dance, when she heard that very distinct sound, a sound to which Max was quite attuned, having committed it quite frequently herself.

"Was that a giggle? Hark, who goes--" Max began, turning as she spoke. To her surprise, there was a small girl child. Max stood there, an egg still in her hand, blinking at the kid. When did they let kids out at night? Wasn't there a bed time or something? Max totally remembered sneaking out past curfew back when she'd first gotten here (and she'd been young).

"Wanna throw an egg?" offered Max. She lowered her hand. "It's totally awesome. Trust me. I've done it, like, a bunch."

Like that wasn't all kinds of obvious.

[Cassidy Mitro]

Cassidy giggled again at the girl being all talkative and welcoming with joining in with the fun at hand. Cassie stepped forward across the grass uncertainly. Yes, she should have been in bed right about now but she didn't care. She didn't have her mom or dad there to lay down the law and why should she listen to a bunch of strangers anyway. She didn't want her powers. She didn't want to be here in the middle of a school full of strangers but the redhead seemed nice and Cassidy smiled and nodded.

"Sure, why not? I'm already in trouble and I hate this place."
Cassidy took an Egg from Max and threw it as hard as she could at the building, filling all her anger into the throw and the satisfaction in hitting the building was but brief before Cassidy gathered more Eggs and started chucking away. The glow in her hands started to fizzle to life and each egg became a little harder as she threw. Now they would be noticed, for sure. The light in Cassidy's hands and arms and face, highlighted the tears in her blue eyes and the angry lines etched on her features.

This was supposed to be fun for Max but Cassie couldn't help herself. She couldn't stop the anger from growing more and more fierce.

[Evan Brackett]

Evan first noticed the delinquents from a distance, the distinct sound of breaking eggs catching his attention. He had been on a stroll, one of the many walks that he took to get out of the dorm and away from everything for a while. They were growing in frequency lately, an increase in work and a decrease in friends doing nothing for his stress levels. And as much as he loved Levi, they couldn't spend all of their free time together.

As soon as he realized what was going on the other side of the courtyard, however, the phaser had to intervene. "What are you doing?!" he shouted frantically as another egg splattered (although, it was more like shattering at this point) against the bricks. "You shouldn't do that!" Van ran over to the girls, grabbing for the eggs once he was close enough and holding a few of them over his head.

"Chickens had to work hard to produce these eggs, you know. Do you have any idea how much energy it takes to lay an egg? And they have to do it several times a day! These are for eating, and they should be appreciated, not abused." The little lecture was finished off with a harrumph, something about demeaning the efforts of chickens by wasting their eggs on walls. If it were even possible to do such a thing.

[Max Rose]

Since Max was intimately acquainted with anger and frustration, she recognized it when she saw it. However, there was something in how Cassidy threw that gave even the wild redhead pause. Max stared for a few seconds, watching the flashing hands and the wild throws. This wasn't just about having fun and defying rules, not for this girl. It was also way, way beyond anything Max thought she could handle.

Already in trouble; yeah, that sounded like Max. Hate this place... not so much. Max looked over at the girl, let her throw for a bit, before yelling out. She clapped her hands, pointing at the latest throw.

"Now that's what I'm talkin' about!" she yelled. Reaching over, she patted the girl on the back, meaning it to look like she was reassuring her. In actuality, Max took some of Cassidy's sensation. Not the emotion or anything; Max couldn't manage that. But she could leave the girl comfortably numb, at least physically, and at least for a few seconds. What siphoned into Max would be ever so much fun though. Like the feeling of tears on her face, for example.

Then the guy showed up. Max rounded, her eyes narrowing. They were already looking slightly watery, thanks to the recent swap. Probably didn't help that Max's fists were balled and raised slightly.

"Dude, I suggest you chill the f**k out before I rearrange your face," said Max. "Also, chickens are mean little f**kers and deserve whatever they get*."

Because, as usual, Max hardly needed a reason to start punching this guy. He just needed to talk a little more, or, worse yet, prod the angry little girl.


*Fate approves of this endorsement

[Cassidy Mitro]

Cassie was allowed to let the anger boil over her as she threw one egg after another and relief finally began to seep into her body, relaxing her for a bit before she felt the hand on her back and she paused for a long moment. The last egg in her hand for throwing dropped from her hand when she felt her fingers go numb at the pat and her eyes lifted from her hands to Max before darting to Evan who was now shouting at them. A frown settled on Cassie's features.

"What does it look like?"
Cassie muttered defensively before she picked up another egg trying to ignore a lot of the fact that she couldn't feel the egg or see the boy standing not too far away from them. With the darkness she'd become quite blind and now she could only tell that there was a shape there. A very much taller shape then herself which made her mutter instead of scream at him. Then again, she was sure Max wouldn't let anything happen to her.

Cassie jumped back when the boy ran forward however, causing her to squeak. The fact that the eggs were now out of her reach made her frown at the boy.
"Give those back! They don't belong to you."
She growled at the boy and stepped forward again so she could make out his features. He started going off about how chickens had to work hard to produce the eggs and she rolled her eyes. Well, the staff of this God forsaken place were gonna work harder to get the side of the school building clean and she was glad at that.

Cassie blinked up at Max when she started swearing and threatening mister goody two shoes and she let out another giggle of surprise. Wow, she was totally staying on Max's nice side. Cassie backed away until they were both just shapes but she could differenciate between them and then she aimed, steadied herself and threw at the shape that she knew was the boy. Her last egg. The one she'd snatched before they got taken by the boy.

[Evan Brackett]

Evan flinched when the girls turned on him, the confidence he found in defending chickens everywhere suddenly gone. Despite this, and despite noticing that they looked like they were crying, he didn't move to return the eggs, nor did he try to apologize. He simply scowled at the older girl.

He didn't think he had been dramatic enough to deserve such harsh words, but, honestly, the Senior probably would have backed down on his stance and left them alone if the little girl hadn't slipped away and attacked him before he had the chance.

As Van stepped back, away from the egg that, inevitably, slammed into his abdomen, he dropped one of the ones he stole. "Ow! Hey--UGH!" the boy cried as they splattered against him in sequence. Bits of shell fell away from his jacket while goopy egg white and broken yolk oozed down his face. Lowering his arms and shifting the eggs to one hand, he wiped the mess away from his eyes. He was also able to scoop a good portion of it off his hair, but there wasn't much he could for his jacket.

"I live on a farm and can tell you for a fact that most chickens are not mean. I can't say the same for you, however," he countered, shaking his hand to get the goop off his fingers, effectively flinging bits of egg in all directions. The phaser fussed with his hair some more, but only managed to give himself a sloppy, yolky faux hawk. Realizing the futility of his efforts, he stopped preening before continuing. "I've never met a chicken that cussed, threatened, or threw eggs at people."

Van looked between the girls, feeling confident in his point. They shouldn't have attacked him.

[Max Rose]

Max was inclined to agree with Cassidy. The egg poacher must face her wrath. She tightened her fists further, feeling her nails digging into her skin. He kept talking, which, honestly, didn't bother Max in and of itself. It was what he kept saying, the whole lecturing thing. Did Max look like she wanted a lecture? She wanted to throw eggs at the school building. Besides, Evan was nuts if he thought that he had the only batch of eggs and assorted other goodies that Max had brought. She still had the rolls of toilet paper in her room, not to mention at least two more cartons of eggs nearby.

Didn't matter. It was the principle of the matter.

"Whatever. Don't care. Give me back the eggs before you smear them all into your already overgelled hair. Seriously, you look stupid," said Max. She waved a hand at his hair, then extended her hand. "you've got like, ten seconds before I punch you. A lot. In the face."

Max was already mapping out her first three hits, and considering just wailing anyway. Oh, she'd give her standard warning at least; otherwise it just wasn't fair. This was assuming, of course, that Cassidy didn't do something in the meanwhile. Max hadn't counted the younger girl out just yet; she seemed nearly as feisty as Max had been at that age.

[Cassidy Mitro]

Really, all Cassie had to hear was 'Ow! Hey--UGH!' and she had fallen to her knees. A loud rumble of laughter issues from her as her arms wrapped around her waist. She fell to the side on the cold green grass and rolled in fits of pure delight and laughter. Maybe that had managed to break everyone's tension with the situation. Cassie hadn't seen what was going on. She was too far away to see anything really, but the fact that she had heard that crying out from the boy had managed to both amuse her and set her at ease at the same time.

Even if she was night blind, she'd managed to hit her target and it was easy to see that whoever this older boy was, he wasn't into hitting girls that much. He was more frightened of hitting them she was assuming because mommies of little boys always taught them not to hit girls which made the advantage sooo much better from the girl's point of view. She liked to think that they were most definitely stronger then boys. Thanks to that particular rule. Maybe mom's did that knowing it would make the female sex way stronger.

Like dads telling little girls that boys are the men of the house... well not her dad. Her dad usually told her that if a boy ever picked on her or annoy her she had to kick him in the nuts. He even pointed out the general area where to lay the kick until mom walked in and scolded them both. She didn't understand why though. That was pretty excellent advice she thought at least.

[Evan Brackett]

The laughter backtrack irritated Evan, but at least it meant that the younger girl was done attacking him. He hoped. Honestly, he had no idea whether or not what was in his hands was the last of the artillery. There hadn't been much thought put into his plan of stopping the assault on the building, grabbing the eggs was just a gut reaction.

His eyes widened at the redhead's insult, and he took a few more steps away from her. "My hair is not overgelled," he stated, hugging the eggs closer to his chest. "And if your going to insult and threaten me, I'm sure not going to give you your eggs back." So what if she was pissed? A lot of people threatened punching other people in the face and never followed through. He didn't take her words to heart.

Big mistake.

"You shouldn't be throwing eggs at the school, anyway. That's vandalism," he continued to lecture, jumping over to the more obvious issue. "This place is like your home. Would you egg your own house? And what if you get caught? You'll have to spend hours scrubbing the side of the building." Evan was planning on reporting them anyway, so it was less an issue of what if the school administration found out and more and issue of when. Not that he was going to tell these girls that.

[Max Rose]

Cassidy's laughter nearly made Max start giggling. This was all a little weird, wasn't it? Some random dude with more hairgel than brains coming up and being all dadlike and stuff. Max didn't quite laugh as he continued protesting though. Instead, her lips curved into a bit of a smirk. He acted like he didn't expect her to actually do anything to him.

Big mistake.

"Stomach," called Max, her voice a little sing song. Her fist was already on its way to that destination. It did dimly occur to her that she might be down this carton of eggs, since she didn't think he'd be able to hold them and avoid/take her punch. Maybe she'd get lucky and he'd get egged; that would almost be worth it.

Regardless of the punch's reaction, Max still took a step back quickly, wanting to avoid possible counterattacks and give herself enough room to spread her arms wide, grinning. "I would totally do this to my own house. Ask my uncle, if you don't believe me. Did it when I was eight, on Halloween. So, yeah, gonna do it now. Not like anyone's gonna stop me."

Assuming the punch didn't ignite some kind of superpower in gel-boy. That could be bad...