Andy Simmons

“That’s kind of distasteful, isn’t it?” Sophie questioned. “I mean, shouldn’t you just I don’t know try doing something else to impress them?”

“Mean girls thrive of making distasteful jokes about others.” she raised an eyebrow at the blonde before continuing. “Don’t you think it’s justice that they get what they dish, I was always told if you don’t want someone to be nasty to you don’t be nasty in general.” she shrugged her shoulders as she glanced at the other. “Its a bit unfair they always get away unburnt.”

“Hey, we all sometimes need a little change in perspective can benefit us in the most unexpected ways.” Mickie shrugged. “I mean kind of into it actually, but I’m kind of prone to find nerd and geeks more attractive that attractive than anything,” he giggled. “Good, we can keep it that way then.”

Andy’s smile only grew as the other kept the conversation going. “It’s all about personal interest right.” she shrugged her shoulders at the other. “Geeks can work sometimes, if they play the right angle they’ll more than likely slide right out of the friend-zone at some point.” she joked lightly. “No point in complaining about the situation when theres nothing wrong with it, positive outlooks and all that right?” 

Arms rested gently over his chest as a soft sigh slipped passed parted lips upon hearing the words spoken from the youth. It wasn’t unusual to have a student or two want to skip the occasional class, however being a teacher for the next generation, technically Shaw shouldn’t condone such actions. “There’s more to combat class than simply learning how to control your powers. Personally, I wouldn’t suggest skipping out on a single lesson for the simple fact that that day could teach you useful skills were you unable to solely rely on your powers.”

“So let me understand, your telling me to go to class so i can learn how to kick some losers ass?” she raised an eyebrow at the other as a small smile appeared on her lips. “I mean my powers shit so i have to know how to use my hands primarily anyways.” she shrugged her shoulders a small smile exiting her lips. “It’s not like i can set someone on fire or anything cool.”

“You should still go because just because you know how to control your powers as they are now doesn’t mean they won’t continue to grow. Might be able to do things you never thought of, so just go and try. Besides, the instructor might be cute?”

A snort escaped her lips as she glanced over at the other. “Thats a different angel i hadn’t thought about.” she grinned at the other as she raised an eyebrow. “Who doesn’t love an overly sweaty man commanding you around.” she shrugged her shoulders as she thought about the proposition. “But then again maybe i’m happy with my current company.”

Sure. They were on a bench which technically made it public property. But did that mean they had to talk? He pauses in swirling his spoon about in his…not ice cream, to look over at the other. He squints as though weighing the pros and cons of conversing. This was just a break as his partner had decided they’d needed to get some fresh air and some distance from the case at hand “Uh,” he starts slowly without much grace and twists his spoon some more “Combat class sounds fun.”

Which wasn’t the question. He frowns and looks back to his gelato that’s what it was. From that happy little truck parked near the ever popular park down the street. “If you can’t control your powers in absolute then you’re not ready to quit combat class,” He says a little matter-o-factly, maybe with a little more fervor than required and he pops the spoon into his mouth as if the cool treat would soothe the burn of his words “You should go.”

Andy turned to look at the other her eyebrow raised ever so slightly. “It’s not that i can’t control my powers, it’s more that i get light headed through extensive use.” a sigh left her lips as she grew frustrated with herself. “Combat helps you get fit, i’m fit? I can throw a punch and defend myself, besides what good is it going to be its not like my power is made for fighting?” she glanced over at the other as he ate his Gelato. “I just wish the class was more entertaining is all, is that such a bad thing?” 

“You’re askin’ a teacher how to git outta class?” she says, raising both eyebrows before breaking out in a grin. “Come on now, you can do better than ‘to an extent.’ Go to class. Kick some ass.”

“Yeah, well maybe you’ll have all the secrets of the universe.” she groaned before raising an eyebrow at the blonde. “Yeah to an extent.” she squinted her nose for a moment before clicking her fingers and making four other clones of herself appear. “I can do single digits until i get to around ten then i start to feel light headed.” a small sigh escaped their lips before they all placed their hands on their hips. “We’re pretty good at handling ourselves, combat training isn’t going to improve my ability to not faint.” 

Mirana glanced up from where she sat by the sidewalk outside the bookstore, her leather jacket currently being used as a blanket against the grass. Her worn copy of The Iliad gripped protectively in her hands, she glared at the other. “ Could you possibly be bothered to stop blocking my sunlight ? ”

Andy glanced down at the other before taking a step to the side. “Your sunlight?” she tilted the head to the side a sly smile appearing on her lips. “Correct me if i’m wrong but i don’t think sunlight belongs to one singular person.” she joked before rolling her eyes lightly at the other. She took a seat next to the brunette as she glanced down to the book. “Bit of light reading before work?”

IT WAS THE BEST AND ARGUABLY THE SHORTEST TIME OF THE DAY- LUNCH TIME. The curly haired techie was situated in their regular seat at the counter of The Golden Spoon, awaiting their order. The tapping of their fingertips was mimicking the dancing of their thoughts. Out of nowhere, they blurt out, “Hypothetically, if aliens existed and they were watching out us- do you think we are remotely entertaining to them? Or would it be like one of those sad animal welfare commercials?” The question wasn’t addressed to anyone in particular- just to whoever was listening and wanted to engage in weird intellectual conversation. “It probably isn’t your normal lunchtime topic, but I’m curious.”

“Probably a bit of both.” she shrugged her shoulders as she glanced down at the other. “Depends what part of the word there watching? If its a third world country probably the sad welfare commercial whilst if they where watching a high school hypothetically it would be remotely entertaining watching females run around after males.” she rolled her dark hues as she glanced over at the other. “Is there a set lunch time topic though? or is it just whatever sparks interest at the time.”