[i][u]Quinn Daives[/u][/i]

Quinn held another rock in her hand when someone addressed her. She looked to Deborah then gave a bit of a grin, "Yeah. That's my name. If ya don't mind, I'll stick to scorpion tank over there." she nodded to Valjean and stood to her full height quickly. "He's good, but...I doubt he will be of much use in long ranged combat or fast paced CQC. My power is more..flexible than his." She said then loaded up the rock. 

When Deborah took her leave, the teen heard the buzzer sound. She chambered a rock along her outside forearms and activated her power. The loud, booming noises of that...absolutely irritating rap song provided a good source of energy from within her. Her adrenaline spiked which kicked her power into high gear. 

She set her feet and felt the bass thrum through her body before the vibrations were absorbed and compounded. It was a slow build for her as she took every vibration and weaved them together (metaphorically speaking). They built and built, every new thrum added a layer of revolving, recycling inner energy. She felt the tight coils surround her left arm as she manipulated the energy into forming around both arms. Her right began to charge up, the energy was shimmering in visibility, and formed a basic looking...set of rails. The coil around her arm was faintly shimmering as well for a few seconds. "All charged up." she smirked.