IC: "Gosh darn it."

Rose looked up from the familiar "Game Over" on her iPod, the sudden stop having caused her to mess up a game of Temple Run, something she had just remembered she had on her phone on the way to the Hawthorn building. 

[i]That's[/i] how bored she was.

Her eyes flicked over her fellow passengers on the way out of the bus, counting in her head the ones she recognized from the news. [i]Murderer. Murderer. Rapist. Particularly creative murderer. Lawyer. Sociopath.[/i]

With this kinda company and no powers, nothing could go wrong!