iced_cherub: (that a dare?)
Bobbi Drake-Worthington ([personal profile] iced_cherub) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2012-10-17 11:05 am

ice slides aren't as easy as snapping fingers.

Bobbi was sitting up in a tree watching the snow melt in the afternoon sun, the area around her stayed cool enough so she wasn't getting dripped on. Her hoodie was tied around her waist so she could stretch her tiny wings a little at least.

In her lap was one of her text books, Biology actually, it was the lower level of the course, a little more advanced than she was used to, but the challenge was fun. Problem was the teen kept getting distracted. The water dripping onto the icy cave she had made kept making her watch it instead of work on her homework. Wasn't like it was do in the morning though, Bobbi had two days to get it done.

Slipping the book into her bag she thought a moment about one of the news clips she had seen with Iceman. There should be enough moisture in the air... wonder if... She pulled the bag over her shoulder and crawled to the entrance of her 'cave'. She was only four feet off the ground, even if she couldn't form one the fall wouldn't really hurt her.

Bobbi held a hand out closing her eyes to focus, took about fifteen minutes for her to make a small thin ice slide, the area for about ten yards around her had dropped twenty degrees in the attempt.

scooting over to slide down... Well Bobbi Angelus found herself on the ground on her rear. The ice slide had been waaaaay too thin. Once the initial shock wore off she fell back on her back laughing.

((Other students at the school feel free to make fun of her. ^_^)
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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-10-31 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
Doug nodded. "Yes," he said. "Please, come in. Have a seat."

Once they were settled, he went on. "So. Tell me about what happened with Brooke."
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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-10-31 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Doug kept his focus on her, letting his powers translate the various subtle signals she was giving off. It wasn't telepathy, but it was darn good in a pinch.

"My wife is dealing with Brooke right now," Doug said, "so don't worry about her."

He went on. "We will have to discuss some form of punishment for what happened, but..."

A slight frown. "You said you felt guilty for a minute? Did it come on suddenly?"
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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-10-31 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
Another frown. Sounded like Brooke was making more use of her powers than she should. He thought hard for a moment, directing the it toward his wife.

"What you did was pretty harmless," he agreed. "But we have fairly strict rules about students using their powers on each other."
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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-11-01 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Restricted privileges for two weeks. No trips into town, no computer access except for schoolwork."
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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-11-02 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Doug understands how people like Brooke can bring out the worst in ordinarily reasonable folk.

"Good," he said. "Don't let it happen again."