Dangerous alliance? (Hina)

[Richard McAuliffe]

"SCOTTY!" yelled the Quarterback and tossed the ball across the football field as Richard slipped past the other team's defensive line. The ball flew through the air and gracefully landed right in Richard's hands, who immediately turned around and ran as fast as he possibly could towards his goal. With everyone running behind him, he couldn't help but almost laugh at how easy it was going to be to score. The only thing standing between him and the goal was a rather scrawny kid, whom he easily tossed to the side as if he was made out of nothing, before scoring the final goal of the match.

"Alright that's enough for today boys!" the couch shouted and everyone started taking their helmets off. A few even approached Richard and gave him a high-five and congratulated him on good performance. "You did well today, McAuliffe" the coach added as Richard walked past him on his way to the locker room.

A few minutes later he walked out after showering, wearing his Letterman/Varsity jacket with the school's letters and colors. To his side, he could see where a few of his team mates were hanging out with the cheerleaders, who had been practicing nearby. In fact, most of the guys had trouble focusing on the game with them dancing around in their skimpy outfits.

With his usual smile, he made his way towards the group of football players and cheerleaders. "Hey guys!" he said and gave a couple of the guys a bro-handshake. Slowly the group restarted the discussion his arrival had interrupted and he went quiet for a moment. Perhaps it might look like he was shy since he didn't really know any of them that well, but in reality he was just quietly checking the girls out. And he didn't try to be discreet about it.

All of them were smoking in his opinion, but there was one in particular that caught his eyes. He had never met her, but he could guess who she was. Indian with the body of an angel, he guess that this was the one they called Hina. He had heard some of the guys mention her and that she was... well on good terms with them. Looking at her, he smirked and winked towards her.

[Hina Kapoor]

Cheerleading was exhilarating. The stretch of her muscles as she flexed and moved, the feel of the barely there uniform brushing over her skin oh-so-rarely, the knowledge that people were looking at her not only because of it but because she was beautiful... oh, it was one of the sexiest feelings in the world. Even though the exercises being practiced today were rudimentary in order to warm everyone up after summer break, the utter feeling of being watched made her skin heat and shimmer with a thin layer of sweat.

It was wonderful.

After practice had broken, Mohini "Hina" Kapoor dried her skin delicately with a soft towel, smiling at the football players that had wandered over to watch them practice after their own had concluded. They all grinned back, utterly predictable in their thoughts and actions. She didn't even need to have empathy or telepathy to know what they were here for; she knew quite a few of them rather... intimately.

It was fun keeping them all so well-occupied. It would make her reign at the school that much more in her control.

The conversation was simple and unobtrusively filled with innuendo and subtext. On the surface, they were talking about classes and part-time jobs, the upcoming Halloween dance and the soon after Homecoming Dance. Underneath the surface, they were asking what the others were doing later; the guys playing nice and the girls acting coy. After all, teens will be their usual sultry selves, even if it was just the awkwardness of hormones and loneliness causing them to look for companionship.

One of the players even asked if Hina would be running for Homecoming Queen this year; she laughed delicately and answered that she likely wouldn't considering that she wasn't really seeing anyone and therefore couldn't bring a Homecoming King to the ballot. There was the expected responses of anxiety, jealously, and subdued hope at her words, though it wasn't enough to really detract the conversation as a whole.

Conversation dwindled a bit as another player come into the conversation, and the Indian heiress' eyes gleamed as his gaze fell on her when the conversation started back up again. She caught his smile and wink with amusement hidden deftly by interest. What had his name been again... oh well, it wouldn't matter - she would find it out soon enough anyway.

Checking the silver watch around her wrist, more to look nonchalant than to check the time, the cheerleader pouted slightly. "Oh dear, I should get going," she murmured, brushing her curly hair from her face with grace and calculated habit. The way her hand curved accented her face just right, and it was a gesture that her 'friends' believed they 'knew' was habitual when Hina was shy, nervous, or distracted.

Oh how very little they really knew.

Looking up to everyone as a few of them protested her departure, Hina smiled in a beautiful imitation of sympathy. "I'm sorry, everyone, but you all know how Miss Singleton is with her assignments and I've put it off for too long already," she answered sweetly. "But you all can still come by my place tonight, if you want, like always."

Looking back to the blonde superhuman, a name finally clicked into Hina's head. Richard McAuliffe. "Richard, would you mind walking me to my car?" Her eyes sparkled with promise, a dangerous smile tugging at her lips.

[Richard McAuliffe]

As he entered the conversation he had been a little bit surprised when one of them said she wouldn't consider running for Homecoming queen since she wasn't dating anyone. Quite strange for such a pretty girl he wondered. Occupied in his thoughts and not very talkative at the moment, he just occasionally made in input to the conversation, mostly just mocking their teachers. After all, he wasn't exactly a model academic student with his some what 'too cool for school' attitude in class.

All of these girls were certainly beautiful. Hence the reason why they were cheerleaders, he couldn't remember having ever seen a cheerleader that wasn't good looking. But some of them were absolutely stunning, especially the Indian one, Hina. He could easily understand why this group was sort of centered around her. She wasn't just beautiful, but was so sweet, or seemed so to Richard at least.

At least that's why he had winked her. She seemed like quite a catch and he had just heard her mention something about being single. If he made a good impression he might even have a chance, she wasn't out of his league in his opinion. Expecting it to take quite a while to get to know her, he was almost caught off balance when Hina asked him to walk her to the car. Wow, that had to be a personal record!

Not only was he surprised at the fact that she had asked him instead of some of the other guys, but also at the fact that she knew his name. Never the less he knew better than keep a lady waiting so he responded quickly, confident as always. "Sure" he said and briefly turned around to give his team mates a wink. He could have sworn that some of them winked back at him and others gave him a certain look. Perhaps they knew something he didn't know but was about to find out.

Walking up to her, he looked her in the eyes with a smile wider than his ego as he offered her his arm. "Lead the way m'lady," he said and made sure that his arms were tensed to show off his strength.

[Hina Kapoor]

She had mostly picked him because he was shy. The shy ones are always the most eager to please when they have something to go after. They're also easier to manipulate, even without her powers. He had joined the group and made idle conversation with the rest of them, but many of his comments were with the group at best and non-committal at their most independent. He'd also stood with his arms crossed, and while he'd openly winked at her, his more furtive glances had indicated that it was bravado.

Oh, how wonderfully easy boys were to read.

With a gracious smile, Hina took Richard's arm, running her fingers over the tensed muscles approvingly. "Oh my, you're so very strong," she crooned, placing her other hand on his bicep as the first rested in the crook of his arm and she led him towards the parking lot. From what she'd seen on the football field, this was an understatement. Still, it was mildly impressive that someone with supernatural strength could tone their muscles so well. Most just let it alone and trusted their gifted strength to help them in a pinch.

He was willing to work for what he wanted. She liked that.

The Hindi young woman pulled closer to him as they walked, pressing her ample bosom against him without seeming to notice it as she gaze up at him with deep brown eyes. He was attractive, that was for certain - he would make a lovely diversion for a short time.

"So Richard," she purred, "why is it that we've never talked before now? I mean, I see you during practice every week and sometimes during class, but we've never been really introduced I don't think." Her earnest expression was a perfect mask; tried and true through many situations. "I'd like it if we can become closer friends."

At the word 'closer', she squeezed his arm against her body again, looking up at him with 'curious' eyes. She could guess how he would react, but it was so much fun to push the buttons anyway.

[Richard McAuliffe]

Richard shot Hina an approving look as she commented on his strength. For a second he even contemplated doing something to show off, but decided that it wouldn't be such a good idea since it was kind of childish. Feeling her other hand on his bicep as they walked to the parking lot was successful enough! Besides there would be a plenty of opportunities for that in the future and if she had been watching him practicing, then she'd know that he could easily take on several guys at the same time. In fact he didn't really know what his limits were, but he knew that with adrenaline rushing he would be able to pull off something seriously impressive.

His heart started beating faster as she pulled her self closer to him. She had a rather nice set of... uhh... eyes? He thought. Not that it was totally unusual for girls to do something like this, but it didn't change the fact that he could hardly think around hot girls. The hotter they were the more useless his head became, and Hina was certainly pretty. Richard's blue eyes met her gaze as she looked up on him. With his usual smile he calmly answered her. "Guess it's because i'm still new at Hammel?" He had after all only recently transferred to Hammel from Kocher in Switzerland. "I was at Kocher y'know. Mom's British."

His eyes widened slightly as she squeezed even closer to him and mentioned becoming closer friends. Oh man... she's very straightforward. He liked that trait. But what exactly did she mean by 'closer friends?' He was pretty sure he knew what she meant, but was afraid to say so right away in case she meant something different. "I'd like that," he said and smiled. As they neared the parking lot he looked up and scanned it, hoping to see what sort of a car she was driving. You can tell a lot about people by the car they own, especially regarding their financial status.