Sept. 8th: Fixer Upper

[Winifred Winters]

((open thread))

Winn opened the garage doors while holding a baseball bat.

"Alright," Winn says. "Let's see."

"Lame. Lame. Boring. Ugly van," Winn groans until she stops at a rather nice looking car. "Jackpot."

She rubs her hands together and picks up the bat. Bracing herself, she swing at the windshield as hard as she can.

It doesn't shatter but the hit does leave a lot of cracks in it.

"Oh, come on!" Winn protests. "What is this made out of?"

[John Hino]

"Ballistic glass," said a very butler-like voice from the machine. "I also regret to inform you that the owner of this vehicle has been alerted."

[Winifred Winters]

"Fuck off," Winn says. She gets up onto the car's hood and swing the bat at the windshield again with the intent of caving in the glass.

[John Hino]

"Automated defense functions will activate in ten seconds. Please desist."

A handy holographic timer appears on the windshield.

[Winifred Winters]

With a loud yell, Winn smashes a steel-toed boot through the cracked windshield.

"Hah! Fuckin' eat it!"

[John Hino]

2...

1...

A panel opened and a nozzle on a small turret rose out to spray a sticky, rapidly expanding foam at Winn.

[Winifred Winters]

Winn dived off the car and kept her head down so the foam would spray uselessly around the room. This wasn't her first rodeo as a vandal. It was just the first time it also counted as power control practice.

"That's the problem with these type of cars," Winn says. "Always shooting their load off too quick."

[John Hino]

The nozzle shut off. That's when the car sent out a shock.

[Winifred Winters]

"Hrnf!" Winn quite eloquently banters, falling to her knees. "...fuck you too."

She was tempted to bash the car again, but that wasn't the point of this. She concentrates, trying to call to mind the cosmic music of the universe.

"Nrgff!" Winn says as nothing happens and the car shocks her again.

[Byrna Cooper]

"Vreep vreep"

The electric shocks cease, as Bear clicks a remote key fob in her hand.

Holy cow, does she look pissed!

[Winifred Winters]

"Nnrrrgle," Winn argues. She can feel her fillings!

[Byrna Cooper]

"You and I are going to the headmaster's office. Now!"

Bear approached, not in a hugging mood.

[Winifred Winters]

"Hold on!" Winn says, getting her bearing back and trying to stand up. "I'll go. I'll go. But I can fix this. Please. Let me try."

[Byrna Cooper]

"Try with what? A tow truck and a thousand pound gift certificate to Bowen's garage?"

Bear kept advancing, reaching into her satchel.

[Winifred Winters]

"Oh come on, please work this time," Winn mumbles. She focuses on the car and with every bit of concentration tries to separate it in her head from the rest of the universe.

The music swells and Winn opens her eyes. They're glowing bright yellow. Cosmic energy crackles around her body.

"With this," Winn says, smirking.

[Byrna Cooper]

"Five seconds, Winn. Five, four..."

She pulled out a ball, with a frowny face painted on it.

[Winifred Winters]

There's a blast of energy surrounding the car and the windshield pulls itself back together. The dents and scratches are erased. Heck, even the foam returns into the gun somehow. By the time the energy fades, the car looks even better than when she had started.

"Ha!" Winn says. "I rule!"

[Byrna Cooper]

Bear walked up, mouth agape. She took a few steps around, checking for any signs of remaining damage, and clicking the key fob a few times- every ing seemed to be perfect.

"What just happened? I'm pretty sure 'being glowy' doesn't cover this."

[Winifred Winters]

"Pretty simple," Winn says smugly. "I kick ass. Everyone else? Sucks."

[Byrna Cooper]

"Groovy. Stay snarky, it suits you. But you still willfully busted up John's car, so we are still going to the headmasters office." She said, not appreciating the smugness much.

[Winifred Winters]

"Fine," Winn says, rolling her eyes. "But for the record? That was awesome."

[Byrna Cooper]

"One more time. What just happened?"

[Winifred Winters]

"I tapped into the cosmic fabric of all things and put the car back together," Winn says. "No bigs."

[Byrna Cooper]

Bear looked at her intently.

"Well, at least it wasn't time travel."

[Winifred Winters]

"Y'know, I'm not sure it's not. The explanation was unclear," Winn says.

[Byrna Cooper]

"Who provided the explanation?" Bear inquired, still looking for signs of deception.

[Winifred Winters]

"Some crazy bird chick," Winn says. "I forgot her name. Redhead. 'bout a 7. Spooky voice."

[Byrna Cooper]

"...Mira."

Bear groaned, rubbing her temple.

"..OK, assuming this is permanent, please work on this new ability in the Danger room like I showed you, from now on? And stop breaking things on your own? I'll arrange to have already broken things brought down."

[Winifred Winters]

"Nuh-uh," Winn says. "I'm not fixing other people's broken crap for free."

[Byrna Cooper]

"It's not indentured servitude, it's power control. I'm sure I can work out some arrangement with one of the superstrong students who can break things. You won't be fixing other people's things unless you want to."

She then straightened up.

"Otherwise, it's back to the original plan of letting the headmaster deal with this."

[Winifred Winters]

"Whatever," Winn mumbles. "Better than practicing being a nightlight."

[Byrna Cooper]

"Good. Now get back to the dorms."

[Winifred Winters]

"Later."

Winn waves goodbye and heads back to the dorms.

[Byrna Cooper]

Bear sighed, taking one further look around, before heading to the lighthouse.