Stick em up!

"Boom boom boom! You got that boom boom boom!" Naomi Ross bobbed her head to Black Eyed Peas playing though her headphones as she browsed the drug store shelf. She wasn't looking for anything in particular. But she wanted any excuse to keep out of her grandmother's overcrowded town house.

As usual, she'd probably hangout for awhile, buy a stick of bubble gum, and leave. The cashier didn't care. It was usually the same apathetic college student that had been working there all summer. His name was Jordan or something. Jake? It started with a 'J'. Naomi was sure she could have shoplifted half the store and the kid wouldn't have even said anything. Not that she would do that. Heroes didn't shoplift. Not that Naomi could really say she was a hero yet... Nothing like Ranger, or the Talons, or any actual heroes.

Naomi sighed a grabbed a stick of Bumble Gum. It wasn't her favorite, weird aftertaste. But it was too good a pun to pass up.

She turned to take it up to the cashier, but a tall dude in a hoodie was walking up already, reaching into the front of his belt. Naomi froze in place.

The cashier looked up lazily and found himself looking down the barrel of a handgun. He slowly raised his hands.

The hoodie guy said something, tossing a dufflebag on the counter.

Naomi ducked behind the store shelf, heart racing. Had he seen her? Or maybe he just didn't care about what a fourteen year old girl could do? She took a deep breath and removed her headphones, sliding her backpack off her back as quietly as she could. Her suit was in her bag. If she could just get that on... Even just her mask...

"Hey kid!" Naomi froze and looked over at the hoodie guy, able to hear him without the music drowning him out. "You grab anything out of that bag. Phone, weapon, hairbrush, whatever. I'll shoot." Naomi looked over to see he had took a few steps to the side, checking for any other customers. Now he looked her dead in the eye.

Naomi gulped and moved her hands away from the bag, raising her hands as well.

The dude turned his attention back to the cashier, who was emptying the cash register as instructed. Naomi watched, frozen. He had definitely seen her face. How was she gonna get out of this one?

Lucky enough, Danny happened to be in Pennsylvania for the day. Or, at least she hoped it would only be for the day. The rest of the exhibit needed to get up state, but a few pieces happened to go missing. While Danny did not usually throw around blame, she really wished she could, because she knew the clerical error rested on her. "I know I sent them to the correct place. But, if I just check the tracking number..."

She checked the tracking number for the seventh time. Still no luck. Just less battery on her phone.

She turned on the heel of her pink and black sneaker, blindsiding a door with her shoulder only to find it was a pull. "Gotta save face." Danny grabbed the door handle and pulled it open, stepping into the mini mart in a green skirt and a pink shirt, her hair down about her shoulders. "Hi, you wouldn't happen to have a- large gun."

Before the bullet could come out, Danny would conjure a turquoise barrier to create a stopper in the gun, holding in the round. "If you fire, that gun will blow up. Maybe not want you really want. If it is real." Holding onto her bracelet, Danny felt secure enough in her handling of the situation. "Now, put it down and we can discuss whether this is a sad act for family or just greed. I can go a little easier on one than the other."

so adventuring makes jeannie hungry this little store seemed like a nice place to get one. she was pondering over the choices of snack cakes huh maybe i'll just get ones of each,yeah that might work

she puts some in a shopping basket when her shopping was introped by some people making some noise. she looks over seeing,really some moron was dumb enough to rob the store she happened to be in. huh probably a small fry but his bounty might pay for here snacks.

looking around she grabs a bottle, the thief appeared to be distracted by some girls, hey it's danny well now she really wanted to wrap this up so she can chat with her buddy that happened to be here.

not wanting to bother with playing around she chunks the bottle at the distracted thief's headheads up seven up!

Before Naomi could make a move, the door of the drug store burst open. The hoodie guy shot on instinct but nothing came out.
"If you fire, that gun will blow up. Maybe not want you really want. If it is real." A woman's voice said. Naomi dared to look around the store shelf. A woman stood there in brightly colored street clothes. One hand held onto a bracelet, energy focused on the man's gun. Naomi stared in surprise. Another super? What were the odds? "Now, put it down and we can discuss whether this is a sad act for family or just greed. I can go a little easier on one than the other."
How could she stay so collected in this situation, just walking in on a guy waving around a gun like that? The hoodie guy gritted his teeth, not liking this new interruption.
Naomi started reaching into her bag again. She had to help somehow.
"Heads up seven up!" Someone shouted from the other side of the store. A bottle of soda came flying through the air, slamming straight into the man's head. The man shouted in alarm, accidentally pulling the trigger. The blocked rounds locked up, igniting and exploding the gun.
Naomi ducked behind the shelf again as bits of hot metal shot out in all directions. The fire sprinklers turned on at the explosion, immediately soaking the room. The hoodie guy crumpled to the ground, shouting at the wounds covering his face from the exploded gun.
Naomi scrambled further from him, looking around for the cashier. He was stumbling backwards from the cash register, one hand held up to the side of his head, blood beginning to drip from it. A piece of the gun must have grazed him from the explosion.
"Hey..." Naomi stood on shaky feet. She needed to make sure he was okay. "J-Jaden? Or whatever your name is... are you okay?"

"Nice and easy. Drop the gun." Danny gave the orders without any direct weapon to back her up. She hoped he recognized her power from her own branding- or maybe things materializing out of nowhere just freaked him out. "Don't bite your teeth at me! This is your problem, not mine. I'm just-"

In the right place at the wrong time doing the right thing apparently. A can of soda hits the perp in the head. He pulls the trigger. And, Danny takes a metal slug to the head.

Down goes Danny with a head wound.

Everything around her went blurry. The lights. The sounds from the outside. The sounds from within her head. Especially the sound from within her head. What language is that? She could hear a young girl beside her talking to the downed cashier, but she did not focus on that. Wait? Am I floating? Yes. To her feet.

A ray of rainbow energy surging behind her. Both of her eyes began to match for once in her life. No more blue and brown, but now, just a flashy shade of rainbow. More energy radiated from Danny as she hovered a foot above the ground, twin beams of energy seeping from her hands. Where did this come from? This wasn't the same energy construct she used.

"Jeannie!" Danny yelled as a burst of energy from her left hand sent a row of shelves into the wall. "You almost killed me!"

She pointed a judgmental finger towards Jeannie, unaware that a beam of energy would shoot from it, almost taking out Jeannie.

The energy did not last long. Nor did Danny's consciousness. After a vibrant display of bright colors and frightful energy, Danny fell to the ground.

Her phone began to ring. A call from a Tsukimi Sanada.

oh no danny! jeannie rushes over to check on her she starts crying please don't die that be like really depressing,oh good thing this is a drug store i'll find you some band aid for you boo boo ok

she goes to find band aids for danny, huh poor danny most be delirious it was the thief that shoot at her not jeannie, when she finds the band aids she also had some duct tape, she looks over at the girl that was also there.

hey can you do me a favor and tie the bad guy up? i gotta take care of danny boo boo but don't want him to get away she toss her duct tape to tie up the thief the goes about taking care of her friend 's head woundsilly danny you're supposed to duck when stuff come toward your head,nurse jeannie will fix you all up.

Naomi caught the roll of duct tape in surprise, watching numbly as the younger blonde woman bent over the collapsed super. The blonde woman had recovered so quickly! The energy blast had hit her square in the chest! She must be another super Naomi thought, frazzled. Naomi looked over at shelves smashed into the store wall. Broken merchandise and splintered debris were all smashed to the side. Why had the brown haired super done that? Did she not have control of her powers?

Naomi cursed her shaking hands as she looked down at the duct tape in her hands, then to the man screaming on the floor clutching his face. She stared helplessly for a second then turned back to the cashier, who was slumped against the wall, eyes glazing over and breathing heavily as his head continued bleeding.

Flustering for a bit, Naomi kicked off her shoe and pulled off her sock, balling it up and holding the cleanest part to the cashier's head. "H... here hold this..." She glanced down at the name tag that read Jorge, "Jorge. Hold this to your head okay?" Jorge mumbled, his arm twitched but didn't grab the sock from her. Naomi grabbed his arm and held it to the sock. Then, taking a deep breath, Naomi focused her energy toward the hand, holding it in place to hold the sock in place. Hope that'll at least slow the bleeding? Naomi  stood up shakily and turned around, looking for wherever she put the duct tape.

Half of her mind was still preoccupied holding Jorge's arm in place as she picked up the tape, inching closer to the robber who had quieted to pained grunting as he struggled get off the floor.

"Wait uh... Don't do that." Naomi looked over towards the blonde woman, still tending to the other one.

The robber got one foot under him but it slipped on rubble and he fell back down a few inches. Naomi looked around for something heavy and spotted the cash register. She ran over and grabbed it, focusing her energies to lift the register just enough for her to be able to move it. The focus around Jorge's arm lessening as she did so.

Naomi brought the cash register over to the robber as quick as she could and suddenly released her telekinetic hold on it, dropping the cash register right on the cashier's head. It made a sick thud and fell to the floor as the robber dropped as well, motionless. Naomi winced I didn't kill him did I? She glanced over back at the women, hoping they hadn't just seen her do that.

The cashier's arm dropped behind her. Naomi turned around and propped it back up, once again focusing her energies to keep it in place.

Then she turned back, looking for the duct tape. She picked it up and struggled to pull the first bit away from the roll, her hands were still all shaky and uncooperative.

"Come on hands! Work with me here!" Naomi whispered under her breath, smiling a little as she finally got the corner of the duct tape up. She pulled a long piece and started winding it around the now limp man. Please don't let him be dead. Please don't let me be touching a dead body right now. Naomi prayed quietly, glancing over at the others in the room.

(Stick to posting order, Jeannie)

Danny faded back and forth, looking up to the flickering light from an luminescent fixture long in need of a change. Her eyes fluttered as the phone continued to ring. Continuously the voice rings and bangs in her head. "Ow." Or, maybe it was just a headache. Pain continued to run away all the adrenaline in her body, making every ache and pain grow greater in sensation. "Did the robbery get stopped?"

Before turning back to the young girl, Danny grabbed the phone, silencing it. "I don't need to talk right now." Her eyelashes tried to succeed at their job again by removing little bits of debris from the collapse. "When did that happen?" Then Danny began to think back a little. "Wait, did I do that?"

With a little flick of her wrist, Danny tried to summon the beam again. Nothing came. She built a small turquoise construct. This one wrapping the limp man up while Naomi struggled with the tape to tie him up. "Let me help a little." Danny would lift herself up and walk over to Naomi. "Good thing he didn't die. He's not dead right?" Danny leaned over to examine him.

She heard a breath come from him. "Oh great, he's not dead." Danny's eyes narrowed. "Not that it would have been any of our faults!"

right that'll do,well till we can get you to the hospital,hey are you and the shopkeeper ok?

she looked over to the girl and was happy to see she did a decent job tying up the robber.danny is going to need a doctor though,she's not as immune to bullets as me she gets out her cell phone and calls a ambulance,then the cops to pick up the robber.

hope the hurry i want danny to be ok she's a good buddy not sure what else to do jeannie puts some money in the cash register that ended up on the floor somehow and munched on one of her snacks . sitting by danny to keep a eye on her tell the medics got there.

she was relieved when danny woke up careful you took a bump on the head danny,so you might want wait tell the doctors check you out before moving around to much.

i tried to fix you up but an't much of a doctor so i just stopped the bleed, you might have a concussion or something though

(sorry i'll try and remember)

Naomi took a step back from the robber as the brunette walked over, constructing a green barrier around the man.

"Good thing he didn't die. He's not dead right?" The woman said. Naomi held her breath as the woman bent to check. What if he was dead? Would she be sent to juvy? Naomi really didn't need that right now. And she hadn't meant to hurt him! But she had to remember she wasn't Bumblebee right now. She was just a normal civilian right now. And she would be held accountable as one. "Oh great, he's not dead." The brunette reported.

Naomi let out a huge breath, sinking to the ground in relief.

"Not that it would have been any of our faults!" The woman said through narrowed eyes.

"Uh... yeah of course. Thanks ma'am for the um... help... and the saving and everything..." Naomi stammered unsure what to say now that she was face to face with an actual super.

The blonde walked over, munching on a snack cake and sat down next to the brunette. "Careful you took a bump on the head Danny," So the brunette's name was Danny okay. She watched the blonde talk comfortingly to the brunette, clearly concerned about the brunette's health.

This suddenly reminded Naomi of the cashier still sitting against the wall. His arm had dropped again as she got distracted. Naomi quickly crawled over to him, putting the sock back against his wound. The blood was slowing but he'd still lost a lot. He still needed help.

Naomi looked around for her backpack which still had her phone in it. It had been slammed against the wall with the other debris. Naomi winced, hopefully her phone was still okay in there.

She turned back to the two women, hesitantly interrupting their conversation. "Do either of you have a phone? I think he might need an ambulance, I... don't really know how to help him." She looked to them hopefully, realizing how fortunate she was that there were older people here who knew what to do.

"You don't get thanks for helping a problem you caused!" Danny brushed Jeannie off while looking over the rest of the shop. "Did that explosion really do this much damage?" A few pictures snapped from Danny's phone, surveying the damage. Whatever could kick up enough force to put a whole in the wall that large would surely need to take some massive generation of force. Probably a little bigger than just a gun misfiring.

"No problem!" Danny smiled at Naomi. "I was just in the neighborhood. Lucky I was able to stop it, but I'm sure the guy would have just taken the money and left with no harm."

Danny hoped.

"Here. You can use my phone." Danny finished off writing a text message to Tsukimi and then threw the phone to Naomi. "Did you see what made that massive hole in the wall? It looks like more than just an explosion from a gun."

When the phone rested in Naomi's hand, it would begin vibrating again. Another phone call from Tsukimi Sanada.

i caused? i just wanted to buy some snack then try and stop the robber,your the one that blow stuff when the gun fired you made zappy laser beams pew pew

jeannie noticed the ringing againyou might want to get that seems like someone wants to get ahold of you

Naomi looked between the two women. Danny didn't know she had caused the damage?

The phone vibrated in Naomi's hands. The screen read Tsukimi Sanada. Naomi held the phone back out to Danny.

In the back of her mind, she started reaching with her telekinetic field towards her backpack, searching for the phone inside it. If she could float it over without the other two noticing she could just use that.

Danny fidgeted with the phone, giving some manner of triumph when she finally swiped the phone to life. "You actually use your phone to make calls?" Perplexed, but not surprised, Danny draped her hand over her face as a voice came through the receiver. "Okay, okay. Fine. I've been a little out of it on account of someone caused a gun to go off in my face and a bullet hit me in the head!"

Whether she was yelling at Tsukimi or Jeannie depended on the facing of Danny's head, but it did not judgmentally leer towards Jeannie. It instead focused on a floating phone. ""Hold on."

Danny put the phone on silence then looked at Jeannie. "I don't think you have any powers at all. You just pester me." Her eyes moved to the downed cashier. Then to the bound robber. They finally rested on Naomi. "Are you doing that?"

Rather than take the phone off silence, Danny just ended the call. "She'll call back. She's persistent." Danny moved past Jeannie, squaring up with the younger girl. "How old are you and how long have you been able to do that- oh yeah, and I'm Danny."

pester? that's not fair jeannie does got powers,there just not as shiny as yours so they aren't as noticeable, hey are you immortal too now? you seem ok with getting blown up in the face.you still should go to the doctor to get that bullet outs.

jeannie makes a pouty face also i saved you a bunch of time and where friends , so you really should be nicer to me,looky she has magic

jeannie watched as the other girl made her phone float amused hey if you can do that why not float the robbers gun away from him?