Abandoned? Maybe, No... Yes {open}

[Cassidy Mitro]

Cassidy crumpled when her father and mother became a speck in the distance. Her whole body slumped onto the steps leading up to the main office where she had to go to get her dorm assignment and class schedule and general guide on how to survive high school. She'd never been in highschool or any school for that matter though she supposed she was in junior high rather then high high school.

That was how it worked wasn't it? She couldn't just have bounced straight to highschool. This was all so terribly frightning. These people with their weird powers and weird gifts and strange behaviors. Cassie closed her eyes and sighed, allowing the tips of her toes to meet. She could do this. She was a smart brave young girl and she was her mother and father's child.

She could do anything. With this in mind, her bright blue eyes opened and her lips pressed together in determination before she got to her feet and headed inside. As quickly as she entered the main office, she had come under foot and she felt someone slam straight into her sending her spiralling for the ground. She hit it with an oomph and sat up to look down at the pair of feet following them all the way up to the face. A slightly sullen look settled on her features at having been knocked off her feet by a perfect stranger.
"Welcome to Hammel, Caz."
Cassidy muttered to herself.

[Faye Romilly]

It was exactly the reaction she had wanted from her recruiter. The wide eyes, the dropped mouth, and the speechlessness all made her grin through the caked on facial paints and stage make up on her face. Bright white, like a clown, but with a glittering blue butterfly painted over it, with the upper wings over her eyes, and a few rhinestones, coupled with the white and blue skin tight costume was not what he'd had in mind when he said "travel comfortable." She wanted to be the spectacle for her first day. She wanted to make a splash as soon as she arrived to her first school. She dragged her bags to the trunk and tossed them in, some containing clothes and other necessities, and others containing tricks and props for acts. However, she kept a few juggling balls out for the drive. She had to entertain herself somehow, after all.

For most of the long drive, she watched the balls leave her hands and fly into the air, her hands doing their job without needing her to think about catching and throwing. It wasn't until the man driving turned a tight corner without her knowing about it that the balls tumbled to the ground, and she glared at him. "We're nearly there," was the only thing that came from the man's mouth, and quickly, Faye clambered to kneel on her seat rather than stay with her behind planted, and took up the rear-view mirror to pull her hair into nearly a dozen tiny ponytails with ribbons running through it.

Eventually, the man parked and Faye peered out of the car at few students around the lot, glancing at their clothes and tilting her head. A gruff "let's go" pulled her from her observing before she jumped out of the car and followed him into the main office, the balls once again flying through the air. She walked through the door and sat in the office, enticing the stares from the secretary and a few of the other employees as she refused to drop the balls, even when she was called in to do some paper work. It wasn't like she needed to do it anyway, after all. She was a minor.

Still, she walked in, catching the balls as she took a seat and signed each paper that was shoved in front of her. With an okay from the administrator, Faye hopped up and began playing again, the grin returning to her face as she skipped out and immediately tripped over another girl, the balls scattering around the room while a bruise started to form on Faye's chin. She glanced at the girl as the "welcome" came from her, and Faye smiled at her. "I think you have the wrong person. I'm Faye, not Caz." She held her hand out, assuming what the adults had always done when new acts joined the show would suffice now. This was sort of the same thing, right? "You were kind of like a speed bump. I'm sorry, I was going too fast and not looking."

With that sentence, Faye looked away, crawling around the room to find the small bean-filled bags before someone decided they were trash, or worse yet, a toy to be played with. They weren't. They were professional tools of the trade. They just happened to be for an extremely fun trade.

[Cassidy Mitro]

Cassie was glad to know that she too had knocked the other girl to the ground and self satisfied little grin flashed across her own face once she saw the grin of Faye's face. Once she heard what the girl said, the grin faded swiftly. What was with the outfit? The hair? Her brain must have been the size of a pea. Totally. Cassie kicked her legs out from under Faye's and got up fixing her dress, checking her tights and making sure her hair was not a mess while muttering.

"Stupid clown girl..."
Cassie was in entirely too much of a bad mood at being abandoned here because her damn recruiter said she had to be safe from danger and she needed to learn how to control her powers. Why couldn't her papa teach her. The hand that was being held out to her was eyed with suspicion and uncertainty but Cassie smirked and grabbed onto the other girls hand and squeezed as hard as she could. Like Daddy always did when he was with Mr. Vige to make Mr Vige wince and look a little afraid.

She hoped for the same effect on the clown girl that was apparently named after a fairy.
"Who named you? And Cassidy is my name. Caz, dad calls me most of the time."
Cassie snapped her mouth shut just in time to keep her from saying something totally bitchy to the young female. Cassidy let go of her hand quickly and watched her glance around the room looking for her toys that she had dropped.
"I'm not a speed bump!"
Cassie yelled in annoyance before the glow caught her attention and her eyes flashed down to her open palms where the glow was throbbing to get more and more and more.

Just a little anger set it off and she didn't really have an interest in keeping it under wraps here. She wanted to ruin the whole school. Burn it to bits of something!

[Faye Romilly]

Faye couldn't help but frown at the other girl's insult. Clowns weren't stupid, and anyway, Faye wasn't a clown. Not technically anyway. She had neither gone to clown school, nor was she in a traditional clown outfit. Sure, the circus girl had friends who were clowns, and she'd even performed with them before, but that didn't make her a clown, and it most certainly didn't make her stupid. And anyway, was it really stupid to not know how to act in a situation that you'd never been in before? Faye hadn't been to a real school before, let alone a boarding school for kids with various powers. Sure, Faye didn't really think of her ability as a power, yet here she was, and the talking speed bump was chastising her for it.

And then the squeeze happened, and as it did, Faye glanced down at her now-constricted hand, and urged her fingers to squeeze back just as tight. After all, Faye had no idea how this was meant to work in the real world, and if a tighter grip was the norm, the girl most certainly wanted to fit in with everyone else. It hurt though. Maybe, maybe Faye's hand muscles just weren't used to it yet, like when she'd done some gymnastics after her powers set in, and whole body had turned really sore because, although her muscles knew what to do, they weren't accustomed to those motions and amount of work.

Finally the hands broke apart and Faye, spotting one of her juggling balls crawled under a chair to retrieve it, and looking around as the speed bump spoke. Faye grabbed the second ball before looking over at the girl, curiosity coloring her features. She'd never been asked that sort of question before. "Well, my parents named me. C'est francais. Who named you?" Faye normally would have assumed it was this girl's parents, but since clearly other people were able to give names (why else would someone ask who had given someone their name?) And Faye dropped to her knees to collect the last bean-ball and started tossing them slowly, watching the girl.

"I didn't say you were a speed bump. I said it was like a speed bump. And I mean... I went to fast, and I went bump." The glowing started, and Faye let her balls plop into her hands as she stared a bit. That was sooo cool. That would definitely get more spotlight attention than her gift probably would. Or, this girl could be her own spotlight. Or Faye's. Yes, this Cassidy could totally be a really good light. "Wow! That's so cool you can make your hands glow like that! I wish I could do that."

[Cassidy Mitro]

Cassie twitched when she felt the grip on her hand tightened to an ammount that exceeded hers and she gave a little squeak before their hands pulled apart. What was with this girl not even noticing her attempt to be mean to her? Was it all just wasted on the younger female? Cassie couldn't help but stare at the female before her for what seemed like ages and then the answer to her rhetorical and rather sarcastic question about the name that Faye was given. Cassie slowly raised an eyebrow at the perfectly innocent response while she rubbed what she was sure to be a very bruised hand.

"My parents?"
Cassie replied in a confused tone of voice to her companion who was crawling after juggling balls.
"I wasn't really interested in who gave you your name. I was being sarcastic... Sarcastic means ..."
Mean..., Cassie finished the sentence in her head before her shoulders slouched. What right did she have to be mean to someone that was in the same boat she was. Cassie sighed though when she heard the other girl mention the glowing hands, her eyes widened and she quickly stuck her hands in her pockets.

To late to hide it anyway Cassie rolled her eyes at the other girl,
"It's not a cool power. My mom burned her hand on me. I burned her hand. The light just got hotter and hotter. I'm like a lightbulb. I'm sure there's a scientific explaination for my power..."
She sighed as she repeated the very words Mr. Vige used when he spoke to Cassie and her mom about the power. Cassie had watched little Lacey on his lap and wondered if she like her mom and dad would become Meta too.

Maybe Cassie will know enough by that time to make Lacey less frightened of the power itself. Cassie moved to where she'd seen the other ball roll and picked it up before moving back to hold it out to Faye.
"Wanna go exploring...?"
Cassie didn't even wanna know what kind of powers Faye had. She was scared it would be something like what her mom or dad had and that couldn't be a good thing right?

[Faye Romilly]

Faye couldn't be blamed for not recognizing the malice in the younger girl's voice, or the sarcasm. She'd spent all of a few days interacting with people outside her world, and even that had been only with the recruiter, who hadn't done a whole lot with her other than complain that she didn't take anything seriously. He just didn't understand. Faye took quite a lot of things seriously. She just took seriously what most people wouldn't. Juggling, swinging, climbing, enjoying herself. It was serious work. So the questioning response from Cassie confused Faye to no end.

Ooooh it was sarcastic. Maybe she'd get the hang of that quickly. Faye tilted her head as the girl trailed off. Sarcastic meant what? Meant that it wasn't a real question? That there wasn't supposed to be an answer? What what what? Oh this was like trying to talk to a pamphlet, surely. Faye would just keep looking for the balls. Juggling at least was predictable. There were patterns and there was no guessing at what she was and wasn't supposed to do or say in order to be successful.

"It is so too a cool power. I mean, you can hurt people if they hurt you or something, plus, you could be like a nightlight for someone, or a spotlight. There are so many things that being a lightbulb could do." Yes yes, this kid could be her spotlight. Faye would just have to convince her to come to the circus and work with the lighting people, that was all. Faye stopped searching when the ball was held out to her and she took it, smiling at Cassie. "Thank you"

Now that they were all back, she could go back to enjoying herself, and Faye did so, tossing the balls as she listened to the girl. Explore? That most definitely seemed like a fun and cool idea. She'd just have to ditch the man who'd brought her here, let him deal with her luggage and finding her room and all the work involved. She was a kid, and kids were meant to have fun, right? She nodded, grinning at Cassie before bouncing out of the room, her tassels of hair following her motion.

[Cassidy Mitro]

Cassidy felt regretful for her behavior. The girl with her had to understand that right? That much was obvious in the way her shoulders slumped due to the way she'd behaved toward the girl. She hadn't expected to be so angry and short tempered after being dropped off so quickly. She had really wanted to go home and making enemies out of people who could be friends during this hard time for her. She was completely fixated on not wanting to be where she currently was that her attention was only on fighting with whoever dared to come in her way.

Her mother would have complained that this was NOT the way to behave and she could have completely and utterly disapproved of the young girl's behaviour. So she'd try and make her mom proud of her and make friends instead of a whole mountain of enemies, starting of course with the strange but sweet seemng girl who'd bumped into her. It might be fun to be around a juggler or to have a juggler as a friend, she supposed. She gave a little sigh and tilted her head to the side wondering just what it was she was supposed to do next.

Cassie quirked an eyebrow at the girl who mentioned being a spotlight for people and a nightlight and burning others who wanted to hurt her.
"Yeah! When grown ups asked me what I wanted to be, that was totally my answer. A human lightbulb. Who cares about being a lawyer or a ballerina when you could be a spotlight ... for a juggler...."
Cassie groaned and pouted.

No, she'd wanted to be a doctor. She'd seen so many shows on doctors and how doctors help people, mainly due to her mom's love of Grey's anatomy and House M.D. but the sarcastic remark to that was practically called for. Cas gasped when the girl ran out on her and shot a glance at the door where her recruiter had disappeared to before glancing back toward the exit the girl had taken.
"Wait up!"
Casie called and ran after the girl rapidly.