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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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"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.

"Asshole."

Fine, no more rocks.

Grinning mischievously, Val sweeps out a hand and sends a plethora of tentacles curling through the air towards him rapidly. ~~It totally doesn't look like something out of a bad hentai movie.~~

Gah, tentacles bad.

Marley has a go at using superspeed to dodge them. He's going to avoid using shockwaves - He doesn't know if Val feels pain in those tentacles.

She doesn't, as it happens, but she's not above taking shameless advantage of his hesitation.

Superspeed means she can't exactly track him, but she can make a good guess as to where he'll go next and fill the air with swirling tendrils to trip him up! :D!

"Gack." That worked, evidently.

"Muahahaha."

Yes, she says her maniacal laughter out loud.

"Gotcha," Val announces triumphantly, yanking Marley towards her with a tangle of white strands.

...possibly the fifteen-inch height difference makes this a bad idea.

Marley lets himself be yanked along, looking a little sulky about it all.

"Don't sulk," she says cheerfully, lifting herself on a few extra tentacles so that she's actually on a level with him and ruffling his hair.

And no, she's not getting rid of the glowing white tendril as thick as her arm that's wrapped around his waist, why do you ask?

"So, what do you get for winning, then?"

"Dunno!"

Val grins brightly.

"I'm sure I'll think of something."

...Marley should probably be getting worried about now.

"As long as it isn't painful."

Marley's totally not preparing for anything by setting his hands on Val's shoulders. Of course not.

...The shoulder-settling makes her mildly suspicious. But hey, gloating! She taps her chin thoughtfully as she pretends to mull over the possibilities, bouncing slowly up and down on her supporting tentacles. (Being this tall is awesome. She should totally walk around like this all the time.)

In fact she has no idea what to claim as her reward ~~besides a kiss but she would rather eat nails than admit she wants one~~.

Long pause.

Surprise attempt to wrestle her to the ground!

"Asshole," she says from the other side of his entirely successful attempt, shoving him away somewhat ineffectually with that tentacle around his waist. This doesn't work so well when she has no leverage and doesn't feel like tearing him in half. In fact, it pretty much doesn't work at all.

Marley is just going to be silently smug.

Val is just going to be silently pinned to the ground and glaring.

...He's kind of lying on top of her.

QUICK MUST HIDE BLUSH SOMEHOW.

ACKFLAIL.

One Val, suddenly bright red.

AHA. She must be red because she's EMBARASSED ABOUT BEING DEFEATED. Marley so smrt.

He may adjust himself slightly to pin her, a little better.