Look Out Below! (Kat, Open)

[Ginny Campbell]

Ginny peered out the window of the second story classroom she and Kat had commandeered, pile of very green water balloons stacked between them, ready to be used as projectiles upon any unsuspecting person to cross the quad. The balloons had been left over from Thursday,remnants of a St. Patrick's Day celebration her father would never learn the full details of; she was fairly certain he wouldn't have approved of the drinking that celebration entailed.

The beer had been 'donated' to the fraternity hosting the party, but the balloons had gone home with her and she'd needed something to do with them. Not that this had been the first thing to occur to her; tossing them at people, yes. With the help of a teacher? No, that hadn't crossed her mind at all.

But then she'd met Kateri.

Kat was, in Ginny's mind, supremely cool. First of all, she was a math teacher. It was unusual for her gender to admit to a love of math, and to teach the subject to whiny students -- even meta-human teens were still teens, sullen attitudes and all -- elevated her even higher in the college girl's esteem. Second, she was willing to toss water balloons from the top of the school onto her students and fellow teachers. If that didn't make someone awesome then Ginny didn't know what did.

They'd first got to talking over Ginny's math homework and then one thing lead to another and...here they were, preparing to attack people with water balloons on a Saturday afternoon.

"Here comes someone..." Ginny whispered, peering over the window ledge at the person waltzing directly beneath them.

[Kateri Rivera]

Kateri still wasn’t quite sure why she was doing this. All right, so she did love pranks. There was no doubt of that. She’d used to love playing them on her brother, before she’d realized it might get her into more trouble than it was worth. April Fool’s had always amused her, especially the way the Americans celebrated it, and as a result, she’d quite often pulled tricks on her husband. Most of the time, he hadn’t been amused. So she’d kept them low-key after the first time. She hadn’t wanted to offend him, after all. She’d just wanted to, well, have some fun.

She wasn’t one to overthink her actions. She wasn’t one to think too much about what happened, and to rethink her actions. The past was in the past, and she was used to thinking like that. However, right now, she was considering just what kind of trouble she could get into for throwing water balloons at unsuspecting victims who walked below the window. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to. She did, very much. It was just…well…it was a little risky, wasn’t it? What if someone higher up on the food chain came after her? Ginny would be fine. She didn’t even go here. But that wasn’t fair to Ginny. For one, it hadn’t taken a lot of convincing to get her to go along with it. She’d come in asking for help with her math homework, and Kateri had been surprised by how much she liked the girl. She definitely had her own style. And, to add more points to Kat’s already growing opinion of her, she was smart. She was willing to admit she liked math—which always helped Kateri like people—and was also willing to think of crazy ideas. It was fun. And yes, it was a little crazy. But that was all right.

After all, what were really the odds of a boss walking under this particular window?

“For the record,” she said, picking up the balloon, “I don’t want to know where you got these. I can recognize party favors when I see them.” She flashed a grin at the girl, then leaned out, a bit more carefully—it was amazing how much attention red hair could catch—to see what was going on below. “Hm. Maybe we should wait for a group?” Kateri didn’t much see the point of whispering. They were several meters above the heads of anyone who could hear them, after all. But to her annoyance, she found that she was doing it as well. It was catching. God, she couldn’t believe she was doing. “Don’t want to scare them all off, after all. We have a lot of balloons to get rid of.”

[Ginny Campbell]

"Where's not the important part." Ginny laughed, patting one of the balloons beside her, "The important part is that we have them and therefore they should be used." It was rationalization and she knew it; she just wanted to throw water balloons at people.

"Maybe...." She conceded reluctantly when Kateri proposed waiting for a group. It was true, it would be a shame if they couldn't splash as many unsuspecting victims as possible. And they could theoretically change windows, but lugging all the already filled water balloons around would be a pain, and besides, if they were found out too soon there would probably be a faculty member sent up to stop them. That would be a bummer. For one thing, it was rather unlikely that the faculty would be thrilled with Kateri for attacking students or other staff with water balloons. For another, James probably wouldn't be all that pleased with his daughter, either. She was counting on the pair of them vanishing like smoke before anyone found out who the culprits were.

She leaned further out the window, craning to see if any groups were forthcoming. After all, as useful as a group would be, there was no guarantee they would ever be blessed with one.

As she leaned she lost her grip on her balloon, and it went plummeting, landing smack on the person below them. ".....oops." She grimaced, forgetting to whisper. "Guess there's no waiting for a group now." She wasn't too upset by this. A little concerned Kateri might think she'd dropped the balloon on purpose so they couldn't wait, but not too upset that it had happened.

She darted back below the window, giggling, to retrieve another balloon from the pile.

[Kateri Rivera]

“’Course.” Kateri shook her head and resisted the urge to giggle or, worse yet, to actually take some time and think about what she was doing. That would probably be a big mistake. There was no sense in her actions: none whatsoever. But it was all right. She was going to enjoy it anyways. And so long as a staff member didn’t catch her in the act, she wasn’t likely to get into trouble with this. Right? Oh, who cared, anyways?

She had really intended to wait for a group, but she decided that it wasn’t going to work when she accidently dropped the water balloon. She leaned out right alongside with Ginny, watching as it fell on the person, then hastily pulling her back so whomever got hit couldn’t see who’d done it.

“I agree,” she said lightly. She was grinning. She’d stayed outside the window long enough to see the person’s reaction, whomever they were, and it had been quite wonderful. She wanted to do a slight dance with joy, but decided to resist it, and instead fetched a water balloon of her own. “At the same time now, maybe?” she asked as she leaned against the window frame, turning her head to grin at the other girl. “I think that would be fun.”

She might even be able to use her power to help the aim a bit better. If a gust of wind could blow a balloon into place. Well, she could hope. Worst case, it didn’t work.

[Christina Byrne]

It was a warm day outside, and many people were walking about outside. Christina had just gotten done taking pictures by the pond and was heading back up the grounds to her room to relax. As she was walking by the building, though, it hit her. Literally. A water balloon. Smack on top of the head. Who does that? (Well, Christina would, but that was completely besides the point she was making to herself.) Hair and shirt soaked, she let out a mix between a sigh and a scream of frustration, and pulled her camera out of her pocket to make sure it hadn't suffered from the water. Thankfully, it had not. Christina looked up at the window that she believed the window had come from. No one there now, probably ducked inside. Sighing, the young girl stomped away.

When she reached her room, she walked to her closet and pulled out a change of clothes. Christina pulled on a black skirt, a pink and black zebra shirt, pink knee-high socks, and black and white converse. Walking over to her bed to review the pictures she'd taken that day, suddenly, she got an idea. Much better than sitting in her bed relaxing for the rest of the day. No, this was much more fun. Laughing at her own idea, Christina bustled around her room trying to find it. After a few minutes of searching, she found it in her suitcase, not yet unpacked. There it was, the supersoaker. Grinning, she picked up the squirt gun and carried it to the bathroom she shared with her roommates. She filled it with water and headed out of the room, giddy with her new plan.

Thinking of the window, it had to be in a classroom. Christina didn't know exactly which class it was, but she figured it couldn't be that hard to find out. So she walked to the building, avoiding the window that had dropped the balloon. Smiling, she walked up through the building to the floor that the window was located, and sneaked quietly through the hall until. There it is! She peeked into the room, not even risking a breath, and leaned back out to where she couldn't be seen from the hall. Weird. There were two women there, older than her by a few years each, with a stack of water balloons between the two. Since when did people older than around fifteen have fun dropping water balloons on random passers-by? Ah, whatever. That didn't change the squirt gun plan.

Christina pushed a strand of wet hair away from her face and crept into the doorway. Neither of the women were facing her. She pulled back on the supersoaker and let a steady stream of water fly out, soaking the two women. Laughing, the youngest in the room said "Ha ha ha! Take that! That's for dropping a water balloon on me!" She smiled triumphantly and let the water stop flowing momentarily.

[Clarity Ryder]

Clarity ♥

Clarity was soaked. It smelled nothing like water, although she was sure it was a water balloon that had surprised her so horribly. She took note of the window, bristling inside as the liquid in her hair, on her shoulders, and on her face crystallized. This was going just too far. She took her time finding the classroom, hearing one other victim get hit as well, and by the time she got there, someone was already changed and getting revenge, super-soaker style. Clarity smiled sweetly.

"Very nice." She said quietly. "Can you share? I'd like some revenge on these two." She paused, realizing that one of the two women holding filled baloons was... The math teacher?? "Ms. Rivera?" Her face went blank with shock, eyebrows raised nearly to her hairline.

[Ginny Campbell]

"Definitely at the same time," Ginny agreed happily, positioning herself outside the window once more. "Quick, quick there's someone!" Okay, on the count of three! One...." She began, counting slowly, heart hammering with excitement as she waited for their next victim to get close enough at the window for their joint balloon dropping. She wondered how many people they would be able to attack before someone caught on. "Two......three!"

She opened her hands, allowing gravity to take over, the balloon plummeting to the ground and onto the head of yet another hapless victim. "Yessssss." She hissed in delight, turning to the older woman with hand raised in victory. "High fi-----eeeeeeek!" Her celebration was cut short as a jet of water hit her from behind. She twisted around, shaking water droplets from her face and hair. The first of their victims stood defiantly in the doorway, a super soaker in hand. Another girl crept in behind her, clearly also a victim of the water balloon blitzkrieg. Recognition lit up her face as she looked at Kateri and Ginny took that moment of surprise to lob another water balloon in her direction.

"Ha! You should have waited til we were out of ammo before trying to sneak attack us!" She snickered, shoving wet hair out of her face and back behind her ears. She didn't mind too much about being soaked (that just made this all the more fun) but it was rather difficult to take aim with hair in her face.

"Two against two." And the younger two only had one water gun between them while she and Kateri still had a whole stack of balloons. On the other hand, she didn't know what powers their victims had. If either of them were hydrokinetics then she and Kateri were going to lose this fight badly.

But when it came to water fights the only real purpose wasn't winning, but playing. And win or lose this was going to be fun.

[Christina Byrne]

Another victim walked into the room, soaked through. "Very nice. Can you share? I'd like some revenge on these two." She loved it. Another girl here to share in the revenge. The other seemed to be hesitant to take revenge out on the math teacher, but Christina didn't mind so much. She'd started it. Before she could hand the super-soaker over, another water balloon came flying their way. It seemed to be aimed at the other girl, but when it hit, water splattered all over the two of them. That was taking it much too far.

It was clear they were outnumbered. The battle was two versus two, but there was one super-soaker, and a pile of water balloons for the others. Seconds later, the younger of the two older girls echoed her thoughts, snickering. But a plan lit up in Christina's mind. She had to make this seem authentic. She'd always been a good actress though, so it shouldn't be a problem. "Here, take this! I'll be back in a few minutes, I promise. Just enough time to get another, okay?" She appeared scared, but inside, the plan was boiling. She ran out of the room, ducking into the hallway toward the room next door. From here, she should be able to get in without anyone but the other water-balloon victim seeing her. She hoped. Either way, though, they would be surprised. Now Christina's only real hope was that this worked.

Taking a deep breath, she ran at the wall, focusing on going through it. She got through and, thankfully, she'd been right. Everyone but the young girl in the room had their backs to her. She got through the wall... Mostly. All but her ankle made it through. Christina stopped herself from shouting out an expletive and giving herself away. Instead, she focused all her energy on getting her ankle out. After a few moments of struggling, she got free. She pleaded with her eyes at the other girl to not give her away. Christina ran as fast as she could, no way to be sneaky now when the pile was right between the two girls.

Now, though, she got to the pile, picked up two water balloons, and smashed them onto the heads of the two instigators. Smiling triumphantly, she grabbed three more from the pile and ran back to the other victim. As she jumped over the pile of balloons, quite a few rolled. Another few popped and splashed on their way. It wasn't much, but if she were lucky, she could get the others away from the pile and get more. And now that there were a few in other corners of the room, she could run to pick them up. Christina was quite tired and a little queasy after going through the wall, but she was determined to finish what they'd started. She ran to the door and shut it with her hip. She smiled, much more confident. She'd done it! She'd phased through the wall! Yeah, she'd gotten stuck. But not for long and she'd gotten out! It worked! This boosted her ego. She was confident she could win this... However you win a water fight....?

[Clarity Ryder]

Clarity;; ♥

Clarity was flabbergasted. When the brave, revenge-driven blonde with the super-soaker ran, leaving Clare standing there with a super-soaker and dripping hair, she could do nothing but stare at the water gun in her hands with an uncomprehending gaze. Then, the fight-or-flight kicked in.

"You guys really don't--" She whipped up the super-soaker, spraying a wide arc and cringing away from the backspray. The gun was getting light. That meant less water, which meant it would soon be no guns against two women with a heavy stockpile of balloons. Holy. Hell. She thought, pausing the spray, and then noticed the other girl appearing through the wall. She used every ounce of her poker-face skills to make her face appear miffed at losing, hoping against hope that they could win this silly little water battle. Or at least get away cleanly. Her shirt was soaked, but she didn't really care past the discomfort of the fabric sticking to her skin. Plus, her determination was frosting the edges of all the wet things--the floor, her hair, the other girls in the room.

In fact, her powers were working a little too well. The only thing that had made them react like this was--She refused to think it. Things would only get worse if she did. And they were already escalating, with the small blonde scattering balloons, and taking the fight directly to the older girls with a wet surprise in the face. Clarity had no clue what to do, and when the door closed, she whispered frantically to the other girl, "What are you doing? I can't pass through a freaking wall to get away." That was a little much. She couldn't take much more of this. What time was it, anyway?

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[Kateri Rivera]

Kateri was a bit surprised that she found herself in the middle of a water fight as the girls who they’d managed to get on the head, but she had to admit that she wasn’t going to complain about this. It was the most fun she’d had in months. When the girl showed up with the supersoaker—what was her name? Christina?—she laughed and threw her hands up, not minding too much as she got completely and utterly soaked. And when the other girl arrived and stared at her, seeming shocked that Kateri was there and throwing water balloons of all things, Kateri just grinned back, fetched another water balloon, and threw it at her.

Okay, she might get into trouble for this later, but she was sure that she didn’t care. At all.

However, when the other girl went away…she was beginning to get worried. She paused and looked around. They were in a meta school, and even though her powers ranged more on the showy, that didn’t mean everyone else’s had to. What if she was an illusionist or something? That could be bad.

And then a water balloon smashed on her head, and she yelped and whirled about to see the girl running away. And the other one—Clarity, she thought, in one of her later classes—was freezing anything.

“No powers, ladies!” she warned, back in teacher-mode for about…oh, five seconds. No need for anyone to get hurt, and there were some rules against that kind of thing. But she forgot quickly enough and grinned at Ginny. “How about we go all-out, huh?”

If she was going to get in trouble for this—and the amount of water on the floor almost guaranteed that—she might as well enjoy herself first. Oh yes.

[Ginny Campbell]

Ginny shook her head as the first of the younger girls fled, promising the other that she would return, though the fear in her face suggested this promise was a sham and she was going to stay away. That was a bit disappointing; there wasn't anything scary about water balloons as far as Ginny was aware. Perhaps she was simply one of those girls who disliked mischief and mayhem, or maybe she was worried she would get in trouble for participating. Bummer.

Quite happily, however, while the darker-haired girl had appeared the more timid of the two at first, the moment her companion ran she fired her water gun.

Ginny tossed her arms in front of her face, knowing this was ineffective and giggling madly. "Aaaaaaahahahaha. That's cooooold!" She protested, reaching for another balloon.

And then she felt a gush of water down her back and she shrieked, the shriek turning into laughter. "You're so paying for that!" She warned, snatching up a balloon and tossing it at the other two.

She was beginning to shiver, and noticed the water on her clothes and hair was beginning to frost. She glanced over at Kateri: her hair had beads of ice in it as well.

The math teacher's admonition against powers made her grin. "You're the ice?" She addressed the dark-haired girl; obviously the other was teleportation or something. "Cool power. I didn't think it was that cold when I planned this."

She nodded to her ally. "For sure. I'm so ready to own these two, we will be so all out they won't know what hit them."

[Clarity Ryder]

Clarity;; ♥

"Sorry, sorry! Clarity said, trying to get a hold on her power. It was so annoying that any time she had emotion, it revved her powers up. She hoped for focus to make things better, but then she was hit with more water. Hell. She thought with the viciousness of a one-eyed tabby cat.

At the older blonde's question, Clarity grimaced. "Yeah. I'm the ice." Clarity honestly did not think that it was a "cool" power, even if that was a decent pun. She would rather have something like plant control, or no power at all, if given a choice. It would be a nice change from fluctuating temperature, that was for sure.

Oh, dear. All-out? Own these two? This would not end well. At least things weren't too cold anymore.

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