<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Karter%20and%20Hexx/KarterAvi.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Karter Dean<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Tryx<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Student/Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Common Area<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>NPC-Chester, Braelyn, Brandon, Yvette<hr/><br/>"Hey Karter!"<br/><br/>Karter looked up as her name was called. Turning almost completely around as she headed toward the commons she spotted no one looking in her direction and frowned. Turning back around she felt a touch on her shoulder.<br/><br/>"Tag! You're it!" The voice was close to her ear but when she turned there was no one there... which of course meant only one thing: Chester.<br/><br/>Alert now, Karter continued on her way as though she hadn't a care in the world and waited. Sure enough, after a few seconds there was the slightest puff of air, the only warning she was gonna get. Dropping low, she swept her leg out to her left and grinned as she connected. However, she only glimpsed the tall male before there was nothing.<br/><br/><strong>"Dammit!"</strong>The word was startled from her as arms wrapped around her from behind and lifted her off the ground.<br/><br/>"I win."<br/><br/><strong>"Only because you cheated!"</strong><br/><br/>"Pffft! I'm just too good. Though you are getting better, young grasshopper."<br/><br/><strong>"You just wait!"</strong>Looking up Karter grinned at her best friend and threw up her hands.<strong>"Dude! Where you been?!"</strong><br/><br/>"Oh you know, around." Chester returned her grin, hugging her tight before he set her back down. "I'll tell you 'bout it later. I gotta go serve my time."<br/><br/><strong>"On the first day?!"</strong><br/><br/>"Hey, I learned from the best."<br/><br/><strong>"Damn straight."</strong>Karter stuck her tongue out at him and reached out to tug the long thick mane of dark hair he kept pulled into a braid that fell down his back.<strong>"Though somehow I escaped that fate today... barely."</strong><br/><br/>"What?! Now its my turn to be proud... from detention. But first..." he slipped a mini Nerf football from his pocket, "go long."<br/><br/><strong>"Long?"</strong>Her brows rose.<br/><br/>"Loooong!" He nodded and pointed. "I'll call it!"<br/><br/><strong>"Oh shit!"</strong>Karter's eyes widened as her tall friend pulled back, ready to throw. Tucking her ipod away, she turned and made a mad dash through the common area, winding around people and heading as far back as she could knowing she only had as long as it took him to take aim before Chester cocked back and let it fly. Knowing him, it was gonna aim right for someone.<br/><br/>This wasn't a new thing for them. It had begun back in the early days of freshman year when she'd met Chester in detention. He had a habit of using his powers to cause trouble and somehow it had just become a game of sorts for her to try and intercept. Luckily this time it was only a nerf football. There had been other occasions involving water balloons filled with various substances.<br/><br/>"The Bi--- er.. Braelyn!" Chester called as he released the small football. Barely a second after it's release the ball seemed to wink out of existence altogether though it was really just traveling through the astral plane or some such junk he'd tried to describe to her before. She usually ended up spacing out mid explanation though. All she knew was to look for the puff of displaced air as he appeared somewhere, and that objects often tended to have more speed after they came out of... where it was they went. Which meant Karter needed to react fast.<br/><br/>Chester's call had the slim girl glancing around for the redhead and catching sight of her, she altered her course, moving in that direction with as much speed as she could muster without running anyone down. Which wasn't enough. Damn. When the mini football reappeared almost too quickly, it was already rapidly descending through the air toward the cheerleader and the guy she was standing with which meant Karter would be too late to intercept. Shit.<br/><br/><em>Dammit Chester!</em>He was so getting it later!<br/><br/>Making a split decision, the short haired junior skidded to a halt and turned in the opposite direction hoping to not be associated with the ball that was surely going to hit its mark. Luckily the foam football wouldn't actually hurt anyone seriously, though the cheerleader was likely not going to be happy if she was hit. Glancing over her shoulder she saw Chester was nowhere to be found of course, which only made Karter laugh as she picked out a spot to flop down and hide. With an affected air of nonchalance that practically screamed "guilty" she slipped into a seat beside someone in a hoodie and pulled her ipod from her pocket, hoping to look busy.