[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjE1OC5hNTAwZjUuU21GemNHVnlJRkJvYjJWdWFYZywuMAAA/gonna-getha-personal-use.regular.png[/img] [hr] [h3]Ashford's Institute - Danger Room[/h3] [hr] Interactions Una, Nik [@Almalthia][@webboysurf] [hr] Mentions Basically everyone[hr][hr][/center] Jasper walked the remainder of the way with Nik to the Danger Room in relative silence, the back of her mind replaying over some small details she didn't want to miss. Her offer of a taser had been rejected, though she wondered as she walked if she could manage to do what she'd done the previous night. She'd been hopped up on adrenaline and dopamine from the excitement and her electrical output had been far more than she was used to producing on a day-to-day basis. Perhaps there was more to that little ability than she had originally thought, and she planned to practice it more once she managed to slip away from the group of teens they walked in on. Expecting punishment, the Headmaster and another of the Professors instead congratulated them on their combined efforts. This came with a warning and caution, though the young technopath was suspicious most about the cryptic meaning behind the old mans words. He was hiding something. Her eyes narrowed, brows furrowed a moment before she turned her attention back to the crowd. There were more here than the other night, though none she wouldn't know soon enough. Whatever records she could get her hands on later tonight in bed she would spend the night skimming through. Hands shoved into her jacket pockets, Jasper leaned back on her heels and watched the madness unfold. Nik was talking to another girl, Daniela is she'd heard correctly, beside her. She hadn't actually gone far and the group was still largely clustered by the time he referenced one of her favourite movies. [color=#8A2BE2]"John Bender was the best."[/color] Jasper commented, a smirk on her lips as she looked around the room. She didn't quite look at either of the two, or any of the others in particular. She was far more occupied listening than watching, pretending she didn't care enough to really pay attention to anything. Jasper didn't focus on any of them until the fiery ginger practically snapped the story at their newest electrical companion. It was an accurate, if boring, rendition of what she'd seen on the camera and in person the night before. She was still buzzing with the power she'd swiped from Avalon, the electrical charge sparking from her fingers into the worn leather of her jacket while she listened. She still had footage of it stored away where she could rewatch the spectacle whenever she desired. Her smirk vanished when Una grouped her in with the rest of the drunken teens, and she nearly glared at her. Rather than malice, her eyes betrayed a lack of emotion and a sharp cold that Jasper had spent years perfecting. [color=#8A2BE2]"Excuse me, I wasn't drinking. In fact, I didn't know you guys were out until that not-so-friendly monster decided to rip apart the club. By the time I got there, you were [i]long[/i] gone, sweets."[/color] When Una spoke up and started yelling at a couple of the others - who Jasper had still never actually talked to - she chuckled. There was amusement in every little thing, regardless of what was happening. She might be a pessimist but that didn't mean she could have a sense of humor. The redhead practically dragged a taller boy back over to the group, and Jasper's nose twitched at the stench that clung to him. [color=#8A2BE2]"I'm all for random and reckless destruction of life, but those are definitely not the way to do it."[/color]