Of best intentions

[Poppy Lockwood]

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Never in her life, not even once had she thought of what Angry Girl had then just planted in her mind. Poppy's eyes widened in shock and they blinked rapidly as if that would make the image that was quickly taking form disappear. "I...I umm I err never thought of it that way to be honest," said the girl as heat slowly crept onto her cheeks as her companion went further into detail. Luckily she had not been drinking at that moment because if she had, she knew she would be choking on it. Instead of being completely mortified by the idea, she found some amusement in it. "When I do actually do it, I'll remember not to mention that fact to him. Or it could just be the things around us -- not necessarily him," the virgin added as an afterthought before joining in the laughter.

The brunette nodded. Yes, her cat was named after her favorite drink, Coca Cola. Furthermore, it was a tragic incident but it sure as hell was a funny one when looking back on it. Soon, Poppy paid for her drinks and followed her new friend out of the club -- giving her an appreciative look as the door was held for her.

The thought of messing around a cop car did send a thrill through Poppy. It would definitely make one hell of a profile picture for Angry Girl. It seemed fitting. But Angry Girl was right. If they got caught, if would be a lousy way to end their night. Never mess with the police unless you're sure of a way out. "Hmmm, let's go a bit further from the club," she suggested. That way, less pair of eyes would have the chance to spy on them while they were up to their little antic.

Creating some distance between them and the club, the two girls went somewhere to the back of the car park. The streetlights cast a dim glow over their surrounding so it was not completely dark but it was just bright enough to see the person next to you. In just the green blouse and jeans, it was a little chilly. But her mind was too excited about what they were going to do to be thinking about the weather. Just their luck, there was a cherry red Ferrari. "How about this? It'll match your hair," Poppy pointed out.

After finalizing on which car, the brunette did what she had always loved. With some simple hand gestures, she focused on the car and separated it from its gravitational field. She chuckled at the floating car. "Come on, we got like 15 minutes before those damn side effects kicks in." Taking a few steps back, she pulled her phone out ready to snap the pics. Poppy took a couple before adjusting Angry Girl's position so her finger and the car aligned.

Caught up in the fun, the girl did not realized the owner of the car was nearing until she felt a light squeeze on her shoulder. But that was enough to shock her and lose her focus. To the man's horror, his expensive car that was floating high off the ground came crashing down as its gravity returned. "Shit." Before Poppy could do anything, the man had grasped her wrist hard and she could smell the alcohol off him with his face so close to hers. "Let go, mister!" Trying to escape from his hold, his grip only tightened.

[Raven Rander]

Raven was a little surprised a girl this pretty was still a virgin, but wasn't the type to laugh, so she just let the conversation trail off and focus on more fun things. Like finding a car. "Yeah probably wise. those bouncers were tall bastards. don't want to aggravate them unless I have to." she agreed easily, and let her friend lead the way.

The girl had good taste. Raven whistled in appreciation and grinned. "huh, it really is a match. I need one like this." she decided, forgetting the problem that she didn't even know how right now. problem for later. "It's a pretty little thing alright. Perfect choice."

When she saw the car actually start to float, there was clear surprise on her face. "holy shiiiiiiiiit. that is so cool!" Raven said, clapping her hands together. "I'm a go get a big hoop to check for wires." she joked as she was positioned into the right spot to get a good shot. She was a little disappointed they weren't going to actually put it on top her hand. but the mention of side effects made it obvious there was a risk of it breaking her arm or killing her if things went wrong and she couldn't react in time.

"15 minutes? damn that ain't much really. when I change i'm stuck for an hour, don't matter when I want to change back." she mentioned, not giving the full explanation but only because she couldn't be bothered and was having too much fun with this. "How long can you last if you're willing to just put up with side effect?" Raven asked, genuinely interested to hear about all this. It was just far too impressive and entertaining not to.

and then everything went to hell in a handbasket.

Raven flinched and reflectively turned when the car slammed back into the ground out of nowhere. Okay now she was VERY glad she hadn't actually been near it. that would have been messy. Well this was already a mess. but at least they weren't hurt. "huh. wonder if his insurance covers this?" she wondered aloud, not really caring too much for whoever had just had their week ruined. "bet this falls under however they list joyriding and shit. He'll be fine."

Then Raven heard her friend struggling and frowned. turning she saw the man who was obviously the owner with his hands on her wrist. Okay. maybe he wasn't gonna be fine after all.

"Let her go." Raven demanded, taking several steps towards them, her voice suddenly low and her expression of barely restrained anger.

The man did no such thing, and whirled on Raven, finally able to let his anger out on something. "You stupid Bitches see what you did?!?" he more or less yelled, "What the fuck were you thinking! who the hell do you think you are to risk other people's stuff!" he continued to yell at them, his eyes going from one to the other as he ranted.

"I'm sorry for your car." Raven said, her voice slow and her words measured as she did everything in her power to at least sound like she was calm. even if her expression made it so clear she was everything but. "However. you have to let my friend go right now. You don't want this to get worse." Raven let the threat hang in the air for a moment, staring the man down coldly.

After a moment, the man roughly shoved Poppy away from him, but was clearly not just going to let them wonder off.

[Poppy Lockwood]

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Once she had the car floating up, the grin on Angry Girl's face was contagious. It was like a kid seeing something for the first time. Maybe in a way, it was for Poppy's new found friend.

She admit, it gave her a great feeling when she could use her power to put a smile on someone's face. Despite the 'I respect whatever you say, but I do not give a damn' attitude she had, it felt good that the girl managed to do something other than aggravate other people. Annoying others was fun -- which she did so often -- but a change in the routine once in a while was nice. On the plus side, it not only benefit Poppy, but the other party as well. So it was a win win.

As she snapped away on the phone, she listened to her red haired friend talk. Which got a chuckle out of Poppy. "Well, my power varies really. On the object; it's mass. If it is in motion or not. With light objects I can go up to two hours. And that's before the side effects." she mentioned proudly. "Heavy ones like this car. 15 minutes would be the average. Same goes for humans. But on myself, I can double the time." She motioned with her finger to adjust Angry Girl's position. "But to answer your question, maybe another twenty minutes before I pass out." Since SPRITE spread, the figure was not exactly accurate anymore. The epidemic enhanced her ability even more so Poppy could possible go on longer.

However, before the brunette could ask her friend more about her ability, the owner of the cherry red Ferrari arrived and had his hand clasled roughly and tightly around hers. In that moment, she admit she was a little scared. The man was drunk and she most likely angered him by destroying his car.

Anger and drunk was not a good combination.

Thankfully, Angry Girl did not make a run for it. She knew sometimes some liked the easy way out and she would have blamed her for doing so. With all the pranks she had pulled with others, when you get caught it was one man for himself. But still not being alone with the man was a huge relief. As the man lashed out at them, his hold on Poppy's hand only tightnened even more so. Her struggling did not help either.

"Ugh, my wrist are hurting!" There was no point in denying what he said so instead the girl just pointed out the obvious. Angry Girl's intervention sent a shudder through the brunette. Her voiced was strained like a lion waiting to leap onto its prey. Her expression betrayed her voice.

And then Poppy was shoved to the side. The momentum sent her to the gravel road. "Oooowww," she groaned in pain. Not bothering to check for any possible wounds, she lifted her head and watched as the man advanced towards her friend.

[Raven Rander]

Times like this, Raven wondered if she actually turned into a bear. Maybe, just maybe. There was a bear in her soul and changing was her handing it the keys to her body. Because when her anger spiked even higher at the sight and sound of her friend in pain, she was almost certain she could feel it scratching at the door, begging to be let out.

But if she did that this man would die. And she wasn't a killer, especially over something so petty as a sprained wrist at worse. Oh God she was loosing her mind. She had to be. Why else was she standing here having to remind herself not to start killing people over disagreements.

"You okay?" Raven asked, looking past the man. Being ignored seemed to only infuriate him further and soon he was eye to eye with her. He was a fair bit taller then her, and she had to tilt her head to look at him now. "Give me one second. We'll get you back to my place and put some ice on-" she was interrupted as the man slapped her across the face, sending her to the ground, hard.

Raven had been doing it to provoke him, deliberately refusing to reply to the things he said. Raven had been wanting to see what would happen. Now her head was spinning and pain was pulsing through her entire skull. A dull throbbing that came in waves. She'd be lying if she claimed that wasn't what she'd been hoping for.

If this was what going crazy felt like, she understood the appeal.

"ah.. okay." Raven groaned as she pulled herself to her feet, ignoring the protesting muscles that told her it was a bad idea after being hit. She could feel her cheek starting to swell. Joy.

 Change. fight.  kill

Tempting. she could taste blood. feel the darkness that was loosing most of her personality to anger. No. She tore her mind away from it. She could win without it.

Raven smiled.

And immediately punched the man in the gut, for whatever reason he had probably thought hitting a teenage girl once was enough to take the fight out of her. Which was fair. most of the time he'd be right, but as a result he'd left himself completely open.

He doubled over in pain, swearing through clenched teeth, and Raven took a step back to let him recover, still grinning. the fact he was taller then her, and he was quite heavy set, were just exciting to her, regardless of how bad it made her odds. "Okay. one each. we can fight now." She looked over to Poopy and winked at her, "Just a second sweetie." She promised as the man stood up again, now with clenched fists and the air of being just as ready to actually fight to hurt each other.

[Poppy Lockwood]

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When she had hit the ground, Poppy could feel the pain creeping onto her. Her shins and arms had kissed the rocky surface. She listened and nodded to her friend as she watched the man coming nearer and nearer to Angry Girl.

The brunette was okay as much as she could be despite the throbbing pain she was feeling in her legs. Her friend spoke so nonchantly and she wondered how she could be especially with the threatening look the man had on. The girl held her wrist and watched in horror as the man lifted his hand and whipped it across her friend's face. He slapped her. That bastard! her mind shouted. The man stared down at the fallen girl with a sadistic look. Which frustrated Poppy even more.

The reality of it was that not all men lived by the code; No hitting girls. He disgusted her. She saw the anger in her friend's eyes, just waiting begging to be let out as she got back to her feet. Poppy thought how the nickname she had given the red haired sounded almost fitting for the moment. Angry Girl. But as quickly as it came, it went away. But she doubted it was gone for the whole night.

Poppy wanted badly to just grab her new friend and get the hell out of there. They had caused damages to his car and he had harm them. She felt the scales were even and saw no reason for them to be there any longer. In a fight or flight situation, the brunette usually opted for the easier route. Flight. But on that particular night, she took neither options. She took the third one which was remaining neutral. Deep down, she wanted the man to pay for hitting her friend. She did not want him to get away with it.

The other girl acted differently compared to the brunette. Poppy was still on the ground but her friend was already up on her feet. And punched the bastard in the gut. Ooww! She cringed as she saw the man doubling over. That move was certainly unexpected. She saw the smile on the girl's face as she delivered it.

Definitely something not what she expected either.

Perhaps secretly Angry Girl was enjoying this. Poppy was just glad her friend did not let him go easily after what he had done. "Oh my god," she whispered in reply and let out a halfhearted laugh after her friend's promise. The man was on his feet again. Now he was looking a get a punch in as well -- judging from his clenched fists. Uh oh. This was not good. Especially if a fight broke out. Who knew what would happen. The right thing to do was to stop it before the almost fight actually turn into a real one.

But she was Poppy. What could she do. She had been sheltered most her life. Never picked on fights. Used her power for entertainment and joy rather than a weapon. So the girl just sat there and watched for the next move.

[Raven Rander]

Raven genuinely hated the idea of "never hit a woman". loathed it utterly. because it seemed to imply that she'd automatically loose any and all fights just because she was missing a Y in her chromosomes. Fuck that noise. she was a fighter and people would acknowledge it even if she had to beat it into them.

In truth, the fight was impressive, ugly, and short. Raven and the man wailed on each other with sharp, vicious punches, the kind of slugging match that was decided by who could keep going longest rather then anything resembling skill or intelligence. It was usually the kind of thing Raven was best at. Her stamina was excellent, her mentality remarkable in how incapable of accepting defeat it was, and for a girl her age she was in much better shape then most. Problem was this guy was just bigger and angrier.

About fifty seconds after it'd started, Raven was on the ground. trying to prop herself up she coughed and out came a mouthful of blood. The man had taken plenty of hits and would be covered in bruses in the morning for sure, but he was in a far better state then Raven.

Breathing hurt. moving hurt. Thinking hurt even worse. Man that one hit to the jaw she'd taken had really rattled her brain pan. Dimly she had to admit she'd lost this one pretty darn badly.

Bright side? there was no way he'd call the cops now about the car. No guy was stupid enough to tell the cops about beating up a woman, even if it was all 100% her fault. Raven snorted in spite of herself. If she claimed this was deliberate then maybe she could pretend she'd actually won because she got what she wanted? .....yeah no one would buy that.

What took her by surprise was the way the man looked like he was about to kick her when she was down. What kind of gutless freak did that when he'd already won? That pissed her off worse then the beating she'd be-

Raven screamed as he kicked her in the gut. Clearly he'd become pissed beyond all reason, probably way more drunk then Raven had realised. Through the pain she tried to ignore the thought that might mean he was about to kill her and how stupid that was.

kill him.

No.... no no no. don't.

Fight. Kill. win. fear. pain.

shit. shit she had to do something.... anything.

Even with her vision darkening, from her injuries or that she was beginning to loose herself to the animal, she managed to lock eyes with her friend. there was so much she wanted to try and get across but only seconds of rational time to talk.

"FRIEND. YOU'RE SAFE! DON'T LET ME KILL ANYONE. PLEASE!" she yelled, the desperation clear in her strained, warn out voice. she wanted to explain everything about her powers but as she tried to go on, it was lost as she began to scream in pain once again, even though no one was touching her.

When she was fighting it, the change hurt even worse then usual.

And change she did, managing to throw off her jacket into the gutter, although that might have been her body flailing rather then conscious thought, Raven began to grow and swell, her human features stretching and morphing in what was clearly a painful drawn out process.

The man started to back up rapidly, having no idea what was happening. but not fast enough. a fully grown, enraged Grizzly bear stood up, with the full intention of killing him, and bellowed out a deafening, echoing roar of anger.

[Poppy Lockwood]

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Oh my god. Oh my god. That was basically the only thing that ran through Poppy Lockwood's mind as she watched punches after punches and fists after fists flying back and forth between the two opponents. The fight was all about brute strength. There was nothing about strategy. One that the brunette found quite rather silly actually but at the moment she quite enjoyed watching the two trying to get a punch in each. Poppy thought her friend could win it or at least get out of it looking better than the guy because Angry Girl had a lot of anger -- obviously -- and fire inside her. But the man towered over her. Bigger. Angrier. Drunker.

Not a good combination.

Everything happened so quickly. One second she was watching them battling it out on their feet and the next her friend was on the ground spitting out mouthfuls of blood. Perhaps now was the time to intervene but the college girl just could not bring herself to get her butt of the ground. She had never been into fights. If any, it was just a childish one. Nothing compared to the one she was seeing now. Horror, disbelief and disgust were etched on her face as she saw the man kicked her fallen friend. Jerk! Alarm bells were ringing in the brunette's mind now. Something just had to be done. If the man kept on the momentum he had going on, Angry Girl might not survive long. And then he would most likely put a target on her back. Not good. Was she afraid? Fuck yes.

But then a voice pierced through the worry and confusion. They were in this mess together but they had not even known each other's name. She chuckled. Poppy heard what her friend had yelled but she understood nothing of it. Was she even safe? For now maybe. Kill? Now what the hell was that about. However, before the air could be cleared, a transformation occurred. Angry Girl had turned into a grizzly bear.

Oh my god.

If she had ever needed a sign to come in and cut the fight, this was it. Going with the worst possible scenario she could think of -- Angry Girl has no wits and power whatsoever over her bear form -- Poppy finally stood up. The bear was looking at the man like a juicy tasty piece of meat. So very not good. The fact that they had damaged his car and a fight had broken out, the night would end that much worse if a life was taken away. Accidental or not.

This was the thought that spurred her into action. She was not going to let a death hang on their conscience. Since it was pointless for to step into the action, she did the only thing she could think of to break up the fight and separate the two far from each other.

Thankful that they were in a parking lot surround by the woods, she used her uninjured hand to shift the man's gravitational field to a tree that was 25 meters away. So immediately the man was flung back and away from the bear that looked just about ready to have him for supper. Phew. One down, another to go. Not trusting her safety with the threatening looking bear, Poppy wanted to send her far away as well or made it hard for her to move. At least until she turned back. But before she could do anything, the grizzly bear was directly in front of her already. The brunette jumped back in surprise and landed on her butt.

"Angry Girl, the guy's gone. You can change back now..." Because it was always good to have a contingency plan, Poppy eyed a big log not far behind the bear. If things did not go as planned, she would have to use her power to bring it closer to knock her friend out. Hopefully, it would not come to that.

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