Flower Gleam and Glow - Open!

[Sammy Wilder]

Pyrokinetics were actually a rare breed on Hammel grounds. One of the more legendary students that had the same power as her surprisingly shared the same name. Sam Rixon. Sammy heard a lot about him over the years and while many others wanted to follow in his and his best friend's footsteps, to be compared to that person was intimidating to the younger pyro.

Especially since her control over her powers were still...iffy.

Like now, she was trying really hard to set the stray daffodil on the ground on fire. It was bad of her to do it on a living thing but it was small enough that she wouldn't burst a brain cell.

She was crouched just behind it with her hands cupping the flower as she concentrated. She frowned a little when her concentration didn't yield anything worthwhile.

The blond shook her hair out of her tight ponytail and took deep breaths before turning her attention once more to the daffodil. As a joke, she started singing the song from the Disney animation Tangled.

"Flower gleam and glow." She started with a small chuckle. "Let your powers shine. Make the clock reverse. Bring back what once was mine. Heal what has been h-" she squealed out when sparks started in between her hands. But not enough to erupt in flames, though. She giggled as she realised her outburst had thrown her down on her butt.

Dusting it off, she went back into her previous position and continued the song. "Heal what has been hurt. Bring back what-" and that was when something started to smoke.

Frowning, she looked down and realised one pair of her sneakers were starting to melt. "Oh no!" She yelped, trying to kick her shoe off her feet.

There was a lot of trashing and flailing and squealing as she tried to extinguish her power but it only made it worse. "Help!" she squeaked.

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Brooke didn't like being outside. All the flowers and pollen stuffed up her nose and made her sneeze and she didn't really like going into seizures over a little pollen. The smell, oh, the god-awful smell was horrible too. She knew that most normal people enjoyed the smell of flowers and were all happy n' giddy to shove their schnauses into those death-traps, but not Brooke. They just gave her a headache. And the stronger it was, the bigger the head throbbing.

But ultimately, venturing in that direction was required when you had someplace to be. And Brooke had someplace to be.

What detoured her from her normal route and through the training field was, unfortunately, a smell that didn't quite fit. Like burning rubber. It helped that there was a pretty little girl screaming her head off too.

The skinny shapeshifter bounded forward toward the girl in plight, trying to hold back a laugh from how ridiculous the scene looked. She quickly knelt down next to the girl and ripped the burning shoe off her foot, not caring that she was literally sticking her hands into the flames. And she tossed it somewhere over thataway, away from the two.

"Calm down, chica!" Brooke lightly knocked the girl on the head with a curled fist. "'snot on ya anymore. Nothin' t' worry about." She knelt down in her black mini-skirt to reach eye level with the panicking blonde. She put her chin in her stinging (and red) palm and looked over at the still smoldering and flaming shoe. "Should probly put that out. Any water 'round here?"

[Zachary Mae]

Zack walked through the training field, he had just got done a training session with one of his students. He really had to start doing these things inside during the summer when he could. It was too hot outside to do training sessions. But with one of his students he needed to be outside with, and near some sort of water source. However, the boy’s power was the least of his concern, it was his attitude that needed an adjustment sometimes… The boy didn’t seem to care, and that made it hard for him to care.

Walking a bit, he saw the now familiar flames of a fire. It was small, but it can, and will spread if it wasn’t put out soon. He ran over to the fire, sort of excepting one of the people to be Xavier, but neither were, which was a good thing. His attention was mostly on the shoe that was on fire. With the water bottle that he had been carrying, he unscrewed the cap, and with his power he controlled all the water (the bottle was full) to put at least most of the flames, which it had. At that point, he started to use dirt to put the rest of it out.

Wiping his hands on his skinny jeans, he looked at the two girls. “Are you two alright?” He walked over toward him then bent down on one knee, to be at their height. “Are either of you hurt?” Because now all his concern was for the two girls.

{ooc: I hope you don’t mind Zack joining… And I hope I wasn’t too controlling in the situation, if you have any problems with it, please pm me }

[Sammy Wilder]

The sharp rap on the head caused Sammy to yelp and look up, utterly hurt and apalled that anybody would knock somebody else on the head.

Before she could properly respond to the physical abuse, a teacher came over to pour water over her now smouldering shoe. "My shoe." She pouted, scrambling over to her shoe and wiping off the dirt the teacher had put on it.

"I'm not hurt." Sammy responded with a sniffle at the state of her shoe. "My shoe is though." She showed the teacher her shoe before sighing. "Thanks. Both of you. Um...thanks." Sammy pulled at her t-shirt so she could rub at the ashy part of her shoe so it didn't look half horrible.

She wanted to address the head knocking but she didn't think it was her place. The girl did save her life, basically.

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Brooke wasn't terribly concerned. Having come from the southwest US and gone through more years of Smoky Bear/Girl Scout training than she could remember, she knew that green grass(as opposed to dry grass) didn't actually burn that well, it was full of water. And considering it was humid, fire burned even slower unless it had a helping hand. Though at this point, Brooke could only assume that this particular "helping hand" was from the girl itself. Yeah, the biggest risk Brooke could think of was the noxious fumes that were coming from the shoe and starting to headache the little shifter. Chemistry baby, it's a thing. They teach it. Even here. Not that everyone got it.

Brooke just continued to watch as a teacher rushed up and put out the fire with his water-bending. "That was totally Katara-like. You rock!" she said with a smile of approval as he finished it off and came over to kneel down with the two girls, asking if they were hurt. "Hmmm.....total casu'lties are....one shoe and...." Brooke held out her palm, which was still a sunburned red from when she stupidly ripped the shoe of the fire-bender. "Whaddaya think? Think w'll need to amputate?"

[Zachary Mae]

Zack raised an eyebrow at the shoe; it was a pity that the girl had to lose it like this or at all. And he wasn’t exactly sure what to do to comfort her. “I’m sorry about your shoe. I’m guessing one of you is a pyro, unless it was another student to decided to do this to your shoe?” He didn’t want to assume things, though he kind of was. But those were the only logical ways this situation could have happened.


“you’re welcome. I’m just glad your okay, and you don’t look like your shoe. Shoes can be replaced, you can’t be.” The girl was lucky that it was only her shoe, and wasn’t her. There were a couple questions she wanted to ask the blonde; but their injuries needed to come first. Zack blinked at the girl, “thank you.” He was blushing inside, but wasn’t on the outside, he rarely showed his emotions; he saw it as a positive trait. He looked at the other girl’s hands “I don’t think they would need to amputate, but I do think we should get you to the infirmary to have it looked at.” Zack looked at the blonde, “I want them to look at your foot too, just in case.” He hoped both of them would comply.

[Sammy Wilder]

"Me." Sammy raised her hand with a pathetic pout at the teacher's question, holding the shoe her brother had given her after her manifestation incident. It had a lot of sentimental value, which meant she was a little upset by how the other two were reacting to it.

But she was still glad she found help. She was definitely grateful for that.

Seeing the other girl's palms made Sammy wince. "I'm so sorry I did that." She said quietly before looking up at the teacher as he asked his question.

"Um...it's fine. But...um...I guess we should go to the infirmary anyway." Sammy agreed half-heartedly, standing up and removing her other shoe before hugging both tightly to her chest.

"Um...I'm Sammy...by the way." She held one hand out to the girl with a small bashful smile. She still felt slightly awkward but she figured since the girl had saved her life practically, the least she could do was be polite.

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Brooke nodded along with what the teacher was saying but wasn't really listening to the exchanges between Azula and Katara here(she didn't know their names so the nicknames would have to do for now). Instead, she spent the minutes looking at her hand, which was beginning to feel dry and stiff as she opened and closed it. It stung. It was a burn.....It would probably be fine, even with that cool looking blister that was just barely whitening in the crease of her lifeline.

The red-head popped up and saluted the trainer with her good hand when he suggested the infirmary. "Ay-yai, compadre!" Then she looked to Azula with a tilt of her head and a careless smile. "Nice to meetcha, Az-- I mean, Sammy." She giggled at her own mishap and offered Sammy her good hand for a good enthusiastic shaking. "I'm Brooke."

"Ya gonna escort us pretty ladies there, teach?" Brooke asked of Katara as she brought one hand up and over her head to casually reach a scratch on her back. Her toned stomach became slightly exposed as her silver tank-top slipped up with her arm. She crossed her ankles and stretched up straight, as if she were posing for a photo-shoot. "I mean, ya never know what c'n happen, right?"

[Zachary Mae]

Zack nodded “alright.” He didn’t want to say anything more, her power control was none of his business since he wasn’t her trainer. However, he was still concerned about her safety, and the safety of the other students…

Zack stood up and brushed his hands on his jeans once more. They were still dirty but nothing that would really bother him. “Alright” He was glad the girl agreed to go to the infirmary, Zack was still worried about her. Her shoe had caught on fire, she should have some sort of burn, unless she was also immune to fire.


Zack nodded to both of them in turn when they introduced himself, at least now he knew their names. “I’m Zack. “ He looked at Sammy when Brooke started to scratch her back, he wasn’t making him avoiding the girl obvious, but it was what he was doing; he actually wanted to roll his eyes at the burnet but didn’t. “yes I’m taking you there. Just because I want to know that you guys actually went, so I don’t have to worry about it. So let’s go” Zack started to lead the way to the infirmary.

[Sammy Wilder]

Sammy caught the beginnings of where she assumed Brooke meant to say her name but failed. She wondered what Brooke was about to say but she let that go when her hand was seized in a handshake.

With a little chuckle at Brooke's brazen question to the teacher, Sammy shook her head slightly. It didn't escape her when Brooke showed a little skin, but Sammy, being the lady she was, looked away and concentrated on the teacher.

"Thanks Mr. Zack. That's awfully nice of you." Sammy nodded with a small smile. She followed behind him, gesturing for Brooke to follow.

She was still holding on tightly to the shoe, unaware that the soot on her hand had made a trail of black on her face when she pushed her hair back.

"So um...Mr. Zack. What do you teach?" Sammy asked, making small talk to ease the awkward tension.

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If it looked like Brooke was flirting with the teacher, well, she was...and she wasn't. The girl wore the outfit she wore for the intention of getting looks from people when she did other things casually. Like raising her arms to scratch her back or simply stretching. It wasn't her fault if they couldn't keep their eyes off. Therefore, she did not notice, or particularly care, that her two companions were actively trying to not look at the midriff Brooke was showing off for the brief moment.

Hell, if you asked Brooke, it looked more like the fire and water benders had some chemistry going on between them, the way they seemed to focus so much on each other. Should she say something?

Nah! Watching them like this was much more fun!

Brooke watched as Sammy followed behind Zack. Then Brooke fell in step right behind Sammy as Zack led the marching line towards the infirmary. Oh, wasn't Dr. Nik gonna be just oh, so pleased to see Brooke in there again. Yep, the lady with the magic hands!

As they marched, and Brooke listened to the quiet exchange between teacher and student(scandalous!), Brooke started humming the "When Johnny Comes Home" march softly to herself, her arms still hanging back behind her head.

[Zachary Mae]

Zack just nodded to both of them. Brooke, in Zack’s opinion was the type of girls who were attention whores. It was those types that Zack tried to avoid, he rather not get fired because they couldn’t keep their thoughts to themselves, even if Zack didn’t do anything, schools tended to take the students word above the staffs.

Brooke wanted to get Zack fired didn’t she? There was nothing going on between Sammy and himself. As far as Zack was concerned, he didn’t have anything going on with any student. “It’s my job to look after the students. It’s not a big deal.”

“I’m a trainer” It wasn’t anything impressive, but it wasn’t normal either. Speaking of training, he was late for a training session… He had to get these girls to the infirmary and then head over to meet his student. He led the girls to the infirmary “Here we are…” Hopefully the doctor was here.

[Sammy Wilder]

Unaware of the thoughts running through her saviours' minds, Sammy just blindly followed her teacher, paying close attention to what the teacher had to say. She smiled a little when she heard Brooke's humming.

"Well, you're still going above and beyond what any other teacher would have done in a similar situation." Sammy shrugged, smiling gratefully up at the man.

When his profession was mentioned, Sammy's lips formed an O in recognition. "That's awesome. I don't think I'd have the guts to be a trainer. Having to deal with um...difficult powers...like mine. Not something I see myself settling down for." She shook her head, a little in admiration.

Looking up to see where they were, Sammy looked down at her shoe and then looked at her heroes. "Do you think there's anyone here that could patch this little guy up too?"

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Nah, Brooke never tried to get a teacher fired. Though she might try to get them to quit. But if she did that, then Mr. Sean would be sorely disappointed in her, so she wouldn't say aaaanything about this torrid love affair she saw unfolding before her eyes. Her brain could see it now! Angst and tears over a love between student and teacher which could never come to fruition! Just short of graduation, because neither could stand to wait any longer, they would flee the country, seeking refuge in Barbados. Or New Guinea. Or Canada...maybe not Canada.

Once they reached in infirmary, Brooke popped up between them, flinging her arms over their shoulders from behind. She cocked her head over to the girl and smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry, Dr. Nik is a magician. Or maybe more like a High Cleric servant to Pelor. Tho I'm not sure of often she works on shoes." She turned her head to look at the trainer as released them both and fully rotated to walk backwards through the door, giving the trainer a wink of support. "Thanks for the escort." Then she disappeared inside.

[Zachary Mae]

Zack shrugged, “I’m sure more teachers would do the same thing.” He was kind of amazed at how students thought that teachers didn’t care about them. Maybe it was true, maybe teachers didn’t care about the students, trainers seemed different though. They did seem to care, maybe it was because they had a more personal bond with the students than regular teachers had. He wasn’t just saying that because he was a trainer…

Zack chuckled “For me it’s not the difficult powers, but the difficult people.” He liked all of his students, don’t get him wrong, but it wasn’t the powers that he usually had problems with… It was the person who had the power. “I can understand that though. What about your Brooke, ever thought about becoming a trainer?” If Zack knew Brooke’s thoughts, he would have stopped them before now. Especially since this was the first time he had even met Sammy.

“I don’t think so, I think that is a totally different doctor. But there shouldn’t be any harm in asking Dr. Nik.” She knew the doctor well, having met her from bringing in a few students; certain powers can be troubling. “But this is where I will have to leave you.” He bowed slightly to the younger girls. “I am confident that Dr. Nik can take care of you. Please both of you be more careful.” As Brooke walked inside the infirmary, Zack turned around to walk back to the training field.