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@farrahmanduri

The name's Farrah... Best remember it. Shouldn't be too hard.

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"Mm, shame." Was her only retort to the statement as she began twisting the sucker between her fingers by the stem, her attention diverted towards the object as it spun and seeming to temporarily forget the existence of Farrah. "They’re mostly in shambles, of course. I wonder how long it’ll take them to find their way again. I suppose we’ll see."

"How are classes treating you, anyway?" Asked more for the sake of conversation rather than genuine interest, Nerissa would later follow up. "I would imagine it’d be a bit of a chore, having to retake so many of the same."

Farrah shrugged, smirking slightly. "Indeed we shall. I'm sure they'll be fine as long as no ASPies decide to take charge."

"Classes suck ass, just like they do every year. And this year I don't even have computer science to help." She sighed, a bit more exaggerated than the situation called for. "Nah, they managed to switch it up a bit. At least that was nice of them."

#c: Nerissa #{ignore the text}

He’s close to inquiring who specifically she’s referring to but decides otherwise to preserve indifference. “You find destruction appealing? Do you understand now why I suspect that it would be difficult for you?” Inaudibly, Edward mutters something before allowing his breath to abscond. “It’s not something that I could receive any assistance upon. I also wouldn’t wish to interrupt any.. ‘colorful’ activities you might desire to partake in.” A way with words.

Farrah shrugged, smiling slightly. "Only sometimes. Construction can be just as appealing, but really neither of those things seem to be happening. Stagnation is the one thing I don't like, and that's been what has going on." Farrah thought for a second about what he said, and shook her head. "I desire to partake in a lot of colorful activities... But there aren't any, so you might as well just spill the beans, broski."

#c: edward #{we decided she'd totally be an ASP kid but would still be sweet as shit :D}

"What a vulgar label." Briefly do slender eyebrows inch together as the subsequent comment meets the air. With a quip laying flat on his tongue, lips separate with all intention to utilize. "I don’t think that ‘we’ would find that as difficult as someone like you would."

"Okay, see, you're using 'we' like a generic term. The only ASPie kid I've ever even remotely liked is also one who I'm pretty sure has no idea what it means to actually be an ASPie, and part of the reason I like her is because her family is destructive as shit. So there's that..." Farrah paused and sighed. "And you're still not gonna tell me what this task of yours is, huh? Pity. And here I thought I'd attempt to help."

#c: edward #{she's talking about Bridget Worthington btw}#{Cause Bridget's an ASP kid :D}

"Whichever makes you react faster." Truly, the idea of someone offing themselves in what was hopefully a creative enough fashion to hold her interest without her having to lift a finger for it? It was a pleasant thought. If she were lucky enough, perhaps the show would be just in time for the holiday, but it seemed unlikely as of now. A shoulder rose lazily, "It’s not the first I’ve heard of that."

"If only. But begging is so unbecoming, and I’d rather the light of the senior class not stoop so low. Perhaps it’s fate we ended up this way."

"Well then. I'd ask what I get for doing it, but hey, I'd rather not. Also, yes, I totally want to give you and anyone listening a way of making sure I don't get back up. Totally good ideas." Farrah rolled her eyes. "Of course it's not. Doesn't make it any less true though."

"Indeed it is. That's why I'm not gonna do it. I dunno what the rest of the senior class is up to, but hey, maybe. Without me there to guide you and all that jazz.."

"Come up with a better plan, and I may just forgive you." There was a seriousness to her tone that, again, made it difficult to tell joke from honest to God truth. "Thanks for that, I guess. Though I don’t have interest in fame or spotlight, ironic as that may seem now." To which she was referring to both her career and time as a student. Of course, given the situation, there was little avoiding it, she knew. "Again, you’re not forgiven." At that point, she popped in a red sucker, already the third or so of the day, and a pause followed before continuing. "We can barely function without you, you know. We’re falling apart at the seams already." While one would easily assume this mockery of some sort, the way her voice carried the lines gave no such impact.

"Losing such brilliance is hardly the way to start things. I fear for us greatly come mid year, what shall become of us."

"Is that a threat... or a challenge, princess?" Farrah smirked, tilting her head. This girl was interesting... Such a shame the two hadn't become acquainted earlier. "Oh? Heh, that's a shame. It suited you so well." Another bark of laughter escaped Farrah, and she shrugged before shoving her hands into her pockets. "Well damn. Had I known I was the glue of the senior class, I'd have begged to stay there. You know, in the glory that came with being in the last year of schooling." She paused for a second before scoffing. "Yeah, not gonna happen. Fuck the faculty at this school. Well, except janitorial. They're actually pretty weirdly cool."

Mocha hues are partially enshrouded by subtle toned eyelids, with lightened shadows pooled underneath his eyes. Edward exhaled before parting his lips to deliver an explanation as if it were his obligation. “I swear, madam Squires has to give the most difficult tasks.”

Farrah rolled her eyes, letting out a small huff, muttering. "ASPies, I swear to Christ..." With that, she tilted her head up and called out. "So, what's she got you doing? Advanced equations? Heavy lifting? Actually attempting to fit in with regular society? 'Cause I can see how that'd be hard for you all."

"Not quick enough for me." There was a sigh, as though the idea itself had suddenly lost appeal and while there was something to be said of extending one’s sentence for mere amusement, she got the feeling this fell into no such category. "Hardly, but we’ve never formally met." She admitted a moment later. It was a wonder too, considering Nerissa had been on grounds for a couple years now. Still, the number of people who knew her beyond reputation were few. Hardly enough to count on a single hand. "Nerissa Blake. You’re the failed junior, aren’t you?" Her habit of keeping tabs on others allowed her a fair amount of information, and people with reps like the one in front of her made that a little easier to attain.

Farrah shrugged. "Sorry 'bout that, princess." She grinned and nodded slightly. "My reputation precedes me, as does yours, Miss Blake." Although she'd never met Nerissa in person, the name had been thrown around quite a bit. It was honestly surprising that she hadn't taken any classes with her former classmate, but that could have been intentional. The staff had odd ideas most of the time. "Alas, I apologize for not being able to graduate with such an interesting class. But hey, at least I won't steal your spotlight now."

"That might not be so awful." The actress seemed to be legitimately pondering the outcome as a hand rose to sit beneath her chin, a faint smirk playing on her lips as she observed the other across from her. "Perhaps I’ll just sit and wait for you to keel over. How long do you suppose it’d take?" There was an obvious uncertainty as to whether Nerissa had been joking or not with her ‘companion’, though she waited patiently for a response all the same.

Farrah thought for a second, keeping her face straight. "I dunno. I mean, there are bits and pieces of excitement, so it'd be a long, drawn out death. Oh, the agony!" She finally smirked as she clutched her heart, then laughed. "Nah, depends on if anyone wants to actually do something fun here soon. Even Walker's jokes are becoming boring, and that's saying something since he's good at like... fucking, everything." Farrah gave the girl in front of her a once over, her eyebrows drawing together as she thought. "You look new... You a new kid?"

#c: Nerissa #{ignore the text}

I mean, aside from all the dying it’s not as bad as it could be here, I guess. I’d find that funny if I wasn’t thinking of the kid getting fried even if I know that’s not what happened.

Nah, there wasn't that much dying. Except during Black Manhattan. And the whole Vanguard thing. And the occasional "I'm going to betray you, muahahaha" thing that people did every now and then. So what I'm actually saying is there was quite a bit of dying.

How do you even forget there’s barriers?

Some people are literally idiots, man. I mean, it's kinda hard to forget, but nope. I heard one kid tried to escape by swimming under them. Cafeteria served fish sticks that week. No one was amused... well, almost no one.

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"Oh, no."

"No, seriously. Do something. Anything. I mean, shit, the history of Imperium is full of random ass weird shit, right? Figures I get the boring year."

Other than walking around, what could you do here? Blow stuff up?

Fighting, blowing stuff up, escape attempts are fun 'cause usually kids forget about the barrier and just run into it. If you're watching from one of Gregory's many cameras, it's amusing as fuck.

"Okay, seriously, someone has got to do something. I might literally die of boredom over here."

#starter #because I can >>

Farrah started to shrug, but realized soon what was happening. Instead, she quickly crouched down and tried something she hadn’t done before. Instead of releasing one beam from one place, she attempted to sustain a short beam from her whole body. It worked for a second, and a...

Farrah rolled her eyes as she pushed herself into a sitting position. "Trust me, control is the easy part..." She trailed off before mock saluting Piper. "Give the girl a prize! She can state the obvious! Now, let me explain to you a thing. Your powers, from what I've seen, use this wonderful thing we call 'the ground'." Farrah made an exaggeratedly shocked face as she gestured to the dirt she was sitting on. "Mine, on the other hand, use my own energy. And the body only produces so much of that, so fast. So if I don't keep my sugar intake up... Well, let's just say it's lucky I'm good at power control." Farrah stood, finally feeling her muscles stop shaking for long enough to get goo balance. "Any questions, Princess?"

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Piper resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the disparaging comment. “We’re not here to show off. It’s just practice.” Besides, she wasn’t one to use her power recklessly. It was too dangerous to risk mishandling it. Her barrier was blasted apart at the next hit. Partially for her own amusement, the girl twisted her hand and made the the jagged and crumbled pieces of rock that remained shoot straight towards Farrah in many different directions, curious to see how she would manage to evade them all.

Farrah started to shrug, but realized soon what was happening. Instead, she quickly crouched down and tried something she hadn't done before. Instead of releasing one beam from one place, she attempted to sustain a short beam from her whole body. It worked for a second, and a second was really all she needed. The dust of the rocks fell on top of her, and she coughed slightly as she attempted to stand. Her legs wobbled, though, and before she knew it, she found herself on the ground. "I think I have found my limit when it comes to defensive maneuvers. No issue, though. I'll just keep working on that bit. Besides," she said, peering up with a large grin, " the best defense is a good offence anyway."

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Piper spared her a glare as she once again called her ‘princess’. Just focus on the task at hand. The beam proved to be a minor blow against the chunk of earth. She barely felt the impact and only a small portion of the rock gave away, crumbling to bits. The geokinetic decided to mold the earth into a formidable weapon for her next move. Envisioning a small spear, she watched intently as portions of the rocky chunk gave away and eventually formed just that; a pointed sphere. With a mere flick of her hand it shot straight towards Farrah.

Farrah watched as her blow hardly did anything, chipping the rock but doing little else. Next time she'd have to go with a stronger beam. That was fine with her. Then the spear formed. The girl's eyes narrowed and she waited a second before blasting the spear with a beam, ducking slightly as she did. "That the best you got? Damn, ASPies ain't good for shit apparently." She smirked and flicked her fingers, sending a stronger beam up against the barrier, still testing. She didn't want to give Piper anything more than she had to.

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Piper chose to sidestep the beam out of precaution, unsure of Farrah’s accuracy. It proved to be unnecessary as it shot right past her. Nodding briefly in acknowledgment, the brunette exhaled slowly and her eyes gradually took on a yellow hue. The ground between them both cracked menacingly and a large chunk of earth rose forth. “Fire a beam at it.” she ordered, curious to see how much damage it would cause.

Farrah rolled her eyes before mockingly saluting her opponent. "Aye, aye, princess." She lifted a hand, shooting a beam out of her palm and testing the strength. This one wasn't strong by any means, nor was it large. That didn't matter though; all it had to do was provide a baseline.

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