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Valerie Bell is lounging around in front of the Cooper house, waiting for someone who looks vaguely in charge to wander by.

Until then, she's shamelessly showing off her mutant powers by juggling innumerable chunks of dirt with twelve glowing white tentacles.

Hey, it's an excercise in coordination! Right. Yep. Uh-huh.

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"Made a trip to the city. Got some stuff for you, too." 'Got' is such an ambiguous word, really.

"Ooh, stuff. What kind of stuff?"

Val is intrigued! And totally unaware that there might be thievery in the recent past of this alleged stuff.

"A jacket," Marley rushes away, superfast, and returns with a plastic bag, drawing it out and handing it to Val. "Among other things."

"Hey, sweet! Thanks man!"

The contents of the bag are Thoroughly Investigated. Stuff! Awesome!

"And this." Marley pulls out a small box, holding it out. "Just found it. Didn't really cost anything, I think it's made of plastic or something. Had spare change left over."

There's a necklace inside the box. While not especially pretty or flashy, it's definitely not made of plastic.

Subtle Marley is subtle, clearly.

...zuh.

Val is flabbergasted!

In a delighted way.

A very confused delighted way.

"...thanks, Mar," she says.

What the hell's your game, not that I'm not delighted?, says her tone.

Confusion! Quick, be grumpy!

Marley manages to return to his regular expression of being generally quietly angry at and disapproving of the world in general.
"You don't need to thank me. Like I said, I had spare change. Wouldn't be enough to buy anything else that we could really use."

"Yeah, okay."

This excuse is acceptable.

"Still. Was nice of you."

And Val is totally casual about this, and not at all tucking the necklace carefully into a pocket with the aim of putting it on as soon as humanly possible. Yep.

"Well, it was no problem." Marley says, trying to look aloof.

"Oh, totally." Val nods, very pointedly neither patting her pocket nor grinning like a loon.

Marley shrugs, awkwardly.

"We should get food."

"Sure, yeah. Maybe there's some in there?"

She points to the house.

"I swear I saw a kitchen door around back. Nobody'll mind if we scrounge, right?"

"What they don't know can't hurt them." Marley shrugs.

Val shrugs back!

"Suits me fine," she says, hands in pockets (eee necklace eee!) and heading for the kitchen.

"So, met anybody interesting?"

"Nah. Nobody, actually; it's been boring as hell."

"We'll have to do something interesting, then."

"Totally!"

Val perks up.

~~And totally doesn't misinterpret that comment at all. Nope. Not even for a SECOND.~~

"Any ideas?"

"I don't know? You come up with ideas." Nudging her.

She nudges back. :O!

"...Could juggle rocks again," she says thoughtfully.

A tendril of white light snakes out and Very Innocently chucks one at his head.

With Innocence.

Yes.

Marley catches the rock, disintegrating it with a small shockwave.
"That was mean."

"Yeah, yeah. Call it combat training!"

Which is totally fun.

She whips out a many-pronged tentacle to snatch three more from the ground, two of which she holds ready as she gently tosses the third from hand to hand before throwing it directly at his chest.

:D?

Said chest emits a shockwave to blow the rocks away.

"This isn't very good combat training."

Snort.

"Think fast," she says, sweeping up a spray of tiny pebbles with a fine net of white strands.

They're already practically dust! So there, Marley!

Concussive effect of shockwaves, yo!

Marley just grins a lot.