[u]Henry Olin, Jago, Deborah, & "Newt" Javuant.[/u] Henry, at first, ignored Jago in favor of listening to the much more positive and kind Newt. "Hey there Newt." he replied, giving her a kind smile. "The car's unlocked. Dig in, but leave some for your brother!" He said after her as she left. He turned back around to face Jago this time, his face contorting into a frown. "Seriously? What is your deal? I get that you're trying to play some tough street thug or whatever but is that really what you want to come across like?" He shook his head. "Of course it is. At your age you know everything and being a street thug is what you want to be and all that. God forbid you actually do something useful with your powers, no, you have to use it to bully other kids out of areas that one neither of you are supposed to be in and two aren't yours to claim." he said, pinching his snout. "And I'd really appreciate it if you didn't call me a 'dumbass'. It's kinda uncalled for." he said. He took a deep breath for a moment. "Sorry about that." He cause, composing himself. "That was unprofessional." he said. He watched as Jago showed off and attempted to make himself look tough... or something. He looked more like an ignorant idiot at this point. He probably didn't comprehend the situation he was in, like, at all. "Seriously though like, of all places why would you be playing pokemon here? Go to a normal park or an arcade or just in your own living room. You can do that anywhere." he said. "But since you haven't done anything besides disrespect and officer of the law and tresspass, which I really dont feel like arresting a kid for, I'm not going to make you do anything." Henry said, crossing his arms. "I would've thought donuts would've been enough to sway you since they're free, but hey, whatever man." He said, moving his forearm closer to his face for a minute. He tapped a few buttons, and swiped once or twice. "But..." he said, pressing a button again. "She might." he said, turning his arm so Jago could see. Calling: DEBORAH JAVUANT, was what was displayed on the little screen. When she picked up, he spoke. "Hello Debby, this is Captain Henry Olin." he said. "I'm calling to ask, did you know your younger brother is tresspassing on and abusing private property, as well as disrespecting an officer after I offered him a ride home and free donuts?" he questioned. "You're on speaker by the way." "Awwwwww, really, Lizard-man?" Jago threw his arms in the air. Of course the lizard-freak had to rat his black ass out to Debby. Like a real bitch. A man solves his own problems, a [i]bitch[/i] runs to to the [i]man[/i]. He let out a loud "pttf" sound as he put one hand on his side. "Big strong [i]Godzilla[/i] can't take a little poke? You NEST's [i]finest[/i] alright." Jago crossed his arms and rolled his eyes after letting out one loud puff. So yeah, Henry is a bitch. --- In the middle of the conversation Deborah's phone began loudly blaring her ringtone (The start of Shooting Stars by the Bag Raiders). Her hands moved like a blur to grab onto the phone. She took a quick glance at it and saw "[b]AGENT HENRY OLIN Calling[/b]". Well, crap. It wasn't her power that told her that one of her younger siblings had got in trouble with NEST ([i]I'm hoping it's not for public urination again[/i]). Because Deborah abided by their rules and does [i]nothing[/i] to anger the faction. Those two brats on the other hand do everything to piss off NEST. Like they make it their mission to cause problems - the kind of problems that they couldn't solve on their own, so Deborah had to get off her ass and deal with them. In this case. Whatever they got into, it wasn't Holly or Baron's business. The last thing she wanted to do was let one of them catch that she had associations with Meta. "I need to take this." Deborah said as she got up from off the chair and walked outside the door with a skip in her step, pressing the answer button by the time she was through the doorframe, and had it to her ear the moment she leaned up against the wall right next to the door. What Agent Olin had to say was of no surprise to her. She quietly huffed as she listened intently. Yeah, Jago got busted for doing what he wasn't supposed to be doing, and then giving people lip for no reason. "Yeah, I didn't know, but [i]I'm[/] on my way now to go handle it." She quietly sighed as she realized it was another chance to observe a social situation, ruined. "I know where it is, I'll be there to talk to you shortly. Bye." Deborah hung up the phone and looked back in the Mean Bean towards Holly and Baron. It would be rude to just leave them without saying a word. She stuffed her phone back into her pocket, and stepped back inside. A few steps and she was back at the table, she put her hand on the back of Holly's chair and leaned in. "Heeeeeey you two," Deborah said with a smile, trying to hide that grave irritation that was built up inside of herself. "I'm gonna have to step out, I have to go handle my business - but I'm sure we can meet up again at the fair, right?" She asked them. It was truly a rhetorical question, because she just [i]knew[/i] that they would meet again. It wasn't even a question. With that, she waved goodbye to the pair and began heading out towards the door. --- "Wait, Deboarh, ma'am, there's no need to do tha-" the line cut. "Damnit." Henry said, sighed and turning off his gauntlet. He was more of planning to get Deborah's blessing in making Jago get in the car and go home, but if she wanted to take matters into her own hands he couldn't really stop her in that respect. He would have to apologize to her later for having to make her do this. "It's not that I can't take a poke, it's that I dont tolerate disrespect." Henry said. "I've done nothing but attempt to be kind to you, and I'm not going to do anything that would ruin my moral high ground. I'm sure you were told to tell an adult if you got into a skirmish with someone, and news flash, it applies in adulthood as well." He said, a puff of air coming out his nose as he finished his statement. "I honestly dont know why you feel the need to do this. It's a waste of time on everyone's part. I hope you plan on saying something in apology to Deborah when she gets here. I know I will." Disrepect? That's implying that Henry is [i]worthy[/i] of respect in the first place! Which made Jago snicker like an imp. Because all Henry is is a NEST dog that thinks he's big and hard. Don't make Jago laugh. Henry was no different from a dog really. He hasn't been where it really matters. Hasn't fought for what [i]he[/i] wants to. Only what his big bad bosses tell him to fight. Just like a dog. Pathetic. Jago here has fought for himself and what he wants to fight for. [i]That's[/i] what makes him a bigger man than Henry. Oh, and Henry had the balls to say that he was only nice to Jago. New Flash! Nice guys finish last, lizardman! Everyone knows that! That said, Jago had nothing to say to the Lizard-man. Because he ran by the rule of "don't have nothing to say, then don't say anything". He only had his arms crossed and blank look on his face. At this point, Deborah had pulled up in her car, right in front of Henry's. The next thing everyone heard was the loud slam of Deborah angrily closing her door. Her steps crushed the snow underneath her boots. She stepped through the, now trashed, entrance to the roller rink. "Boy, why the hell are you [i]always[/i] causing problems?" Deborah asked Jago. "Hey, hey, hey, now..." Jago turned towards Debby and gave her a cheeky smile. "I don't cause trouble, it comes to me." He shrugged. Naturally, the only thing he did was anger Deborah further. She took a step forward and quickly jabbed at Jago's forearm before he could react. "Hey!" "All you had to do was keep your mouth shut and go along with the lizard, but nooooo, you had to act like a dumbass...." Deborah snapped at him. Ugh. This boy annoyed the hell out of her. Ruined her chances at learning about new people. And for what? To look like a big [i]macho-man[/i]? It was pathetic how he was poisoned by the sterotypical way men should look at themselves... but deep down inside of Jago, Deborah knew that it was different. But that didn't excuse how he presented himself outwardly. "That's it, you are not going to the Christmas Fair tonight." "Yo!" Jago shouted as he tossed his arms up into the air. "You can't do that shit!" Shit ain't fair! All he did was talk to the Lizard-fucker the way he was [i]meant[/i] to be spoken to. He was aiming to go to that fair for months now! Now she gonna act like he can't go? As his punishment? Bull. Shit. He'll go anyway. Just sneak out and run his ass all the way to Arcadia Heights... and then do stuff at the fair. He didn't what the fuck he was going to do there. Maybe prank some people. "Oh, I can and I [i]will[/i]." Deborah walked over to the car, and opened the back door. She and Jago stared at each other for a few moments, until she got annoyed and said, "You ain't dumb, boy, get in." She commanded, and Jago followed. Quietly stepping his way into the backseat of the car, and lying down on his back. Henry turned around and walked outside of the buildign they were in to give Deborah an idea of where Jago was, and like a smart lizard-man, took a few steps backwards to stay out of her way. He make use of himself by going over to his truck where Newt was currently residing, most likely eating a few (Acually all) of his Krispy Kreme donuts. He walked around the side and opened the passanger side door, and peeked his head inside the car. "Hey, Newt," he said. "Jago acted... like himself. I ended up calling Deborah. If you stay out of sight I can maybe help you evade her wrath and drop you off before they get home... Or you could ride back with them. I'll make it clear you were good about the whole thing. Your choice." Damn these donuts were [i]so[/i] good. Unlike Jago and Deborah, Newt could honestly eat whatever the hell she wanted and wouldn't gain a pound! The beauty of a high-metabolism... but on the other hand, she has to eat a [i]lot[/i]. She knew that Henry understood her struggle, and how real it was. Which is why she helped herself to "some" donuts. Some in this situation means pretty much all of them. Newt was kneeling down over the box and pretty much shoving them into her mouth as fast as she could chew and swallow them. Until there was one donut left... now came the conumdrum of what to do with it. Should she save it for Henry? Should she eat it since she pretty much ate all of them? Well, Newt went for the latter and grabbed onto it... at this point Henry opened up the door and her eyes darted towards him as she froze like a deer in the headlight... and slowly put the last donut into her mouth and chewed on it. Not breaking eye contact for a fraction of a section. "I,,," Newt trailed off... rudely chewing the donuts with her mouth open. "... would like to go with [i]you[/i]!" To be honest, while Newt wasn't the smartest girl out there, she knew enough to know that she would be dragged into what Jago started if she stuck around. Them being partners in crime after all. But the difference between Newt and Jago is that Newt lacked his hard-headed determination and arrogance that kept getting his ass in trouble. So she knew when to back down. Besides, she actually wanted to go to the fair. "Okay, I'll keep you out of trouble." Henry said, turning around and looking over at Deborah and Jago for a moment. He narrowed his eyes and furrowed his brow before sighing. He didn't like lying. He shut the door and turned around. "I have to go! I just got a transmission. They need me and a few others. Keep an eye on the news tonight!" Henry shouted to the two of them,hoping to give a believable excuse as to why he had to depart so quickly. He moved around the front of his car, and got in as quickly as he could, and turned on his sirens as he did so. He pulled out and sped off with practiced urgency, to make it look as authentic as possible. Because he was acting like he was on the move for something big, Henry excused himself from the speed limit, and weaved around cars in a deft manner. There weren't many on the road they were on currently, which was nice, but Henry got off on an exit that they normally wouldn't make. If they were going to beat Deborah home, they would have to make full use of the G63's offroad capabilities. So, Henry did what Henry does. Flicking off his siren since he was out of earshot by now, he proceeded to run his way through a slightly overgrown backroad. No trees, just some mud and a lot of foliage. But his car tore through it fairly easily. Eventually he got back onto a paved road, and he slowed down a little bit to obey the traffic laws in the neighborhood because children could be in the streets and that would be a mess if something happened then. He pulled up to the Javuant's residence in Westgate. He had been there many times before, so he knew the way and the fastest way to get there. When they came to a complete stop, Henry hit the unlock button on the driver's side door. "You owe me one, Newt. Dont get me caught." he said, giving her a sideways grin. "Go, change clothes and look like you were doing homework or something." He said, motioning for her to open the door. Newt quietly jumped out of car and quietly said, "Thanks." Newt had to thank Henry here, by not mentioning her at all, she had a freepass here. Safe from Deborah's anger just as planned. So, all she had to do was run inside, act innocent, and she'll be free from trouble. Just as planned. She ran through the front door (Not at superhuman speeds, that'd be showing off) and closed them shut behind her. [i]Now[/i] she was safe to whip out the superhuman abilities. She needed them if she was going to run inside and act like she had nothing to do with this. Newt quickly galloped upstairs, and in the same few seconds, she had carried herself right into her room, grabbed onto the wooden door and slammed it shut. Her eyes darted around the room, looking for her clothes. Two whiffs through her noise told her where her old pajammas were, lazily tossed into the corner. Waiting for someone to pick them up. Well, unlike some girls, she was perfectly fine with putting on dirty clothes. Let's see... a pink pajama shirt with a pink star over her chest, and matching pink pants. It was only around twelve, and usually she [i]could[/i] get away with saying that she hadn't gotten dressed yet. Newt put her hands on the bottom of her shirt and quickly unfurled it up her body and threw it in the same corner. Then she unbuttoned her jeans with hands-blurring speed and let them drop to her ankles as she stepped out of them. Her next objective was bouncing across the room and grabbing those aforementioned pajammas with the intent of putting them on. Newt did the usual, slid on the shirt, and pulled up her pants. Ta-da! She is now perfectly dressed to fit with her story of being no where near the roller-rink. All thanks to Henry being the good cop. When she was finished her morning dance revised, she walked out the room and slide down the railing to the living room. Now, what should she do today...? Henry watched Newt run off and turned back to face what was ahead of him. It was just like something out of Ferris Beuller's Day Off. He would compare it to something out of his own childhood, but he never really had that. He put his foot on the gas pedal and sped off, taking the same back road to evade Deborah and Jago. Fucking mission accomplished. He'd have to tell Fred about how he had to run from citizens when he saw him later tonight.