Maxine Carter & Carter Trenton
Now where was I...
With a flick of her lighter, Maxine had ignited her cigarette. A stream of grey smoke came off as she held the cigarette in between her fingers, taking small steps. She heard some loud-ass rap music in the distance, but didn't pay it any mind. So far, her big heist on the Fiends was going nowhere. The guys at the Kushi Bar were useless, and she ended up wasting her time. So now, she's walking around Knightdale Rows, smoking a cigarette before settling in some hipster club for the night. She blew out a puff of smoke, and it was sucked into her body. No one would notice in all this darkness. Eh, well, there's always tomorrow. Maybe her yield will be better then. She didn't notice, but she was walking towards the scene of the party - and she heard the song a lot better. Now, music being blasted late at night was not alien to Knightdale Rows (It's usually a club). But rap music? Nah... that ain't Knightdale's style. Eaglerock's, yeah - but she was surprised that there wasn't police all over the place for noise complaints.
Well, she's not doing anything, so might as well give the place a look. She casually slid her hands into her pockets, and then strolled over there, towards the beach in fact. It wasn't too far off from Knightdale, but once it caught her eye, it made her grin. What was before Maxine was a beach house, really expensive. The kind of shit for the rich fucks. Obviously there was one hell of a party going on there for the kids that obviously get too much money from their parents... And all Maxine saw were opportunities. Just sneak into this party for rich kids, then walk right on out of here.
Maxine, giggling under her breath, let the cigarette fall from her lips, and she crushed it under her foot as she began walking towards the beach house. Hands in pocket. She walked up the steps, and briefly wondered how the hell she's gonna get in. Whatever, she could always turn into smoke, and fly in....
Only to run face first into a much, much taller man, who was holding a glass of water, of all things.
"Hey! Watch it!" Maxine shouted as this giant piece of man meat appeared out of god damn no where. God, she hated this party already. She took a step back, and took a good look at him.
"Oh shoot," Carter said, reaching over and putting a steadying hand on her shoulder in case she began to fall. "Sorry about that." he finished. He was very... warm. He was also very tall, and had a relatively thin frame. Despite this however, he did have broad shoulders and muscle was noticeable on his body. His eyes were wide though as he looked up and down her body. His skin was baren of any and all ink and he smelt like men's cologne more than anything else. He was dressed differently too. It was still casual but at the same time, more formal than most of the other kids- who were showing up in swimsuits or no shirts. He had black jeans on, sneakers, and a grey button-down collared shirt with a Volcom emblem on the front pocket with a white undershirt.
"You dont look like you're at the right party?" he said, his eyebrow furrowing in question as his eyes went back up to meet hers.
Now, Maxine took a step back, and crossed her arms. Taking a look at the stranger - who had to be around her age. He asked her if she was at the right party. No, of course not. She's obviously fucking here to crash it and steal some stuff. No one needed to know that. Maxine smirked, and slid her hands into her pockets. "Heh, could say the same about you, sweetheart." She chuckled for a moment. "But, lemme tell you, I'm at the right party. So, mind lettin' me in?"
Carter blinked, but didn't move, unsure of how to react to the situation. He was totally dressed right for this party, wasn't he? And why was she suddenly calling him sweetheart. He was genuinely confused because, as things went- some tattooed girl who smelt like smoke and ashes was not only not his usual quarry but also not the type to be calling him any type of endearing names.
"Sweatheart?" he said, dumbly. His eyebrows furrowing even more.
Maxine rolled her eyes. "... I call everyone sweetheart."
Carter's brow relaxed some, and he stepped to the side somewhat to let her in. "Right, sorry about that."
Heh, worked like a charm. Maxine grinned as she stepped into the beach house - which honestly felt more like a mansion. She looked around, and nearly laughed. For all this class and money these rich kids supposedly have, they throw down and party just like everyone else. Now, all she has to do is enjoy herself, and find something to jack at the last second....
"You'd THINK it would be more classy than this." Carter said from behind her. He sipped his water and pointed as the people around him. " 'Taylor Pierpoint invites you to her party in her mansion at 8PM.' read the email. Nothing else. You'd think she'd give us more to go on but noooooooo." he finished crossing his arms. "I honestly dont see the novelty of the whole get drunk and wake up with chlamydia and strangers."
Maxine nearly fucking jolted the second she heard this giant weirdo behind her. A part of her wanted to punch him in the face, but another part of her wanted to stay low-key. "Y-yeah... how could ANYONE see the appeal in that?" Maxine said, sarcastically, rolling her eyes as she turned around to look Carter in his eyes. This guy's obviously a square. Like the kind of kid that latched onto his mother's titty for too long and didn't get a chance to experience life for himself. But that brings up another question: how did his ass get invited here in the first place? Though, she'd have to remember the name "Taylor Pierpoint".
"I'm glad SOMEONE agrees with me. Killing my liver is not on my to-do list." he said, finishing his water and holding it awkwardly instead of dropping it on the ground and leaving it like any other person his age would do. "So, how'd you get invited here? You dont seem like the type for raves." he said, looking around. "...Or whatever the hell this is."
"I could ask you the same question, sugar." Maxine looked over her shoulder as she spook, and quickly turned around all the way. He's questioning why she's here, and that he doesn't look like the rave type. Well, how the fuck would you know? Maxine thought to herself. "Me? I hit up all sorts of clubs and raves all over Knightdale Rows." She answered, taking a few steps to the side. "Taylor invited me to this party since we met in school, and she liked the way I thrashed."
Carter shrugged. "Fair enough. She invited all of Academy 12, so here I am. Along with the rest of the school." he explained. He ignored her final statement, or at least to since he had no idea what she meant by 'thrashed'. He stuck out his hand for her to shake. "Carter. Carter Trenton. It's nice to meet you."
Oh God, I'm going to get your nice guy all over my hands. Maxine looked at Carter's hand like he was holding a gun to her. She swallowed her pride, and shook his hand - not without getting a little bit of ash on him. Just to screw with him. Thank God that Taylor happened to invite people from Academy 12, so she has some credence, at least. "Maxine Carter, and I also just so happen to go to Academy 12." She was basically announcing that she was a Metahuman... but so was he. Though, she had no interest in showing off, or learning about his power. Maxine took one look around, and saw so many different faces. And a guy dancing with a lampshade on his head. Now, that guy looked like he was having a good time. She turned back towards Carter, and shrugged, asking, "So, what do you know about some of the people here? I could ask Taylor, but I don't really stick around the rich crowd much."
When Carter retracted his hand and looked at his palm. Ash. Fire based meta human, he was willing to bet on it. He gave her the 'stop' expression. It really wasn't a big deal to him considering most if not all of the students here were metahumans from Academy 12, and if she was from the same place then it went to explain the situation even farther. He reached forward and wiped his hand on her vest or whatever the hell it was, and put his hand in his pocket. He watcher her eyes as she looked around.
She had to refrain from punching him in the face. Maybe she'll come back to punch him in the dick.
"That guy over there? With the lampshade? Drake Blackmore. Taylor's ex, I think. I'm not too into the rich crowd myself- but they know me I guess." he explained. "A few names you'll probably hear though are Neal, Claire, Ryan Corvo, Johnny Valos, his half sister Gabe, his other half sister Sylvia, Abe, Eli, and of course- Drake. Those are Taylor's friends who she more than likely personally invited."
Hmmm... She had no idea who these people were. Eh, whatever. At least that answered her question. Though, she felt she needed to know a bit more about Taylor, than these nobodies... Wait, wait, wait! Are they all Metahumans? That would not be great if Maxine blows her cover, and she gets decimated by twenty different powerhouses at once. She could hold her own in a Meta-fight preeeetty well, but if someone whips out the water, she's out. Eh, she shouldn't worry about it. She looked around some more, hoping to find a secret spot....
"You smell like smoke. Do you smoke?"
"Yeah, why?" Maxine asked him right back.
"Because you smell like smoke. I'm pretty sure I covered that a second ago."
".... This going to be a problem?" Just to screw with him, Maxine pulled out a cigarette, and slid it in her mouth and held it tightly with her lips. She pulled out her lighter with a scorpion logo on the side and lit it. People are drinking, fucking, and smoking weed in here. Sue her.
"Didn't your mama tell you not to do that indoors? C'mon man. And honestly just use your power for it or something. Why do you even carry around a lighter? Cool points?"
Okay, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at this boy. She looked him straight in the eye and silently asked "are you serious, bruh? Are you fucking serious?". Mama told her not to smoke, not to drink, not to get tattoos - but quite frankly, her mama don't give a fuck. Which is why she's doing this in the first place. "Ooooooooh no!" Maxine had the cigarette in between her fingers as she put her hands on the side of her head, making a comical "shocked" face. "I'm breaking the rules! In a room full of people - breaking the rules!" She rolled her eyes as she took a inhale of cigarette smoke. "And for the record, I don't like using my powers all that much. I like to exercise a bit of subtlety... in a room full of Metahumans."
"You dont like using your powers? The ash that was on my hand says otherwise." he said, crossing his arms and wiggling his eyebrows. But she had a point. Although two wrongs didn't necessarily make it any better...
"Anyways, I dont know you that well Max, so I wont judge. But you and I both know you like using that power of yours. Whatever it is."
The eyebrow wiggling was creepy as fuck, but maybe Carter had a point. Or something. She didn't think about it. Of course, she could always just come up with some halfassed excuse, and see if this dolt will fall for it. "Oh, yeah, that..." She cut herself off once she realized that she didn't apologize or say anything after he wiped it on her. Just quit while you're ahead, Carter. She shrugged. "Guess you got a point there..." She inhaled some more precious cigarette smoke, and didn't blow it out at all. "Now, where's the bathroom? I gotta piss." She grinned slyly. "... Unless you're gonna follow me there, too." She started chuckling after her little poke at Carter. Wait, she just realized - his first name, is her last name. What are the odds?
"Oh, uh, bathroom's just dont the hall. Third left. Why would I go to the girl's bathroom with you?" he said, his eyebrow furrowing in confusion once again. "I'm pretty sure if I went in there while a girl was they'd be able to file for sexual harassment."
"... I was joking, you dolt." Maxine rolled her eyes. Jesus, this kid was born yesterday. Eh, whatever. The whole bathroom thing was just an excuse to get away from him before she punched him in the dick. With fire. And hot ash. "Later sweetheart." She said as she turned around, and followed his directions. Down the hall, third left... She came across the bathroom, and knocked on it. Only to get a loud,
"Go away!" From two people.
Maxine laughed. Looks like somebody's gettin' busy. She won't disturb them. She put her back against the wall, and peaked around the corner to see if Carter was looking. He moved on to other things, which presented an opportunity for her to go across the hall into another room.