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“Oooh, we’re shaking now. As for who did it? How should we know, we’re just lowly half bloods and human borns. Can’t tell our up from our down,” Roman replied to Ronnie, not really impressed by her display of power.

He had been in the Cirque for his whole life and could see what higher level telepathy/telekinetics could do. Some window shaking wasn’t really going to impress him or send him for the hills. He stood his ground, and the rest of the carnys with him were prepping for a battle.

“You wanna, go, Marsh?” Roman asked, looking at her and waiting for her response.

Ronnie chose to ignore Devon and stared viciously at Roman. Taking a deep breath, Ronnie closed her eyes and then smiled at him. “You really do have a way with women, Caelia.” She said bitterly, and when she opened her eyes they were back to their normal colour and the windows had stopped rattling. Straightening her dress, she shook herself and looked over at Devyn and Charlie. Then she looked back to Roman and his cronies.

“Get rid of your little followers, then I will ‘go’ with you.” Ronnie looked over at Devyn, “Want to join in? Maybe you and Caelia here can both come and rip my pretty head off.” Ronnie was visibly upset, even on the verge of tears. But she quickly blinked them away and swallowed the lump forming in her throat.

You don’t even know the half of it… That’s what Devyn wanted to say when Ronnie told Roman he had a way with women. But she didn’t. Besides, she had seen Roman with his girlfriend. He was capable of human kindness. Just only to a select few. Neither Devyn, nor Ronnie were a part of that few. However, it was Ronnie in the doghouse and not Devyn, so for once the regen was silent.

Charlie could feel the tension build around her. She didn’t want any part of this fight. In fact, she wanted to get her and Devyn as far away from this brawl as possible. But as soon as Ronnie called Devo out, Chuck knew that wasn’t going to happen.

“Roman doesn’t need my help to kick your ass, Ronnie.” Devyn said, seeing Ronnie almost broken. And since Devyn wasn’t into kicking a person while they were down, if Roman and Ronnie did fight, she’d stay out of it.

“Thanks for noticing,” Roman replied sarcastically to Ronnie when she told him he had a way with women. He didn’t need his friends to wipe the floor with Ronnie. Roman motioned for his friends to back away. His claws came out, and his friends just created a half circle to watch the fight.

“Dev’s right and my friends aren’t gonna participate, princess. You gonna fight me or cry?” Roman asked, Ronnie doubting her teals were real. She was just acting like she was upset so she wouldn’t have to fight him or something.

Just like when Devyn had unsheathed her claws, Ronnie was taken aback. But now she was downright scared of Roman and she’d gotten herself in a hole she couldn’t get herself out of. She looked around at the carnies and then glanced over at Charlie and Devyn. Now she noticed how truly alone she was, and she hated it. She stared into Roman’s eyes and blinked away the tears quickly, not wanting to let him see how petrified she was.

And it wasn’t that Ronnie didn’t want to kick Roman’s ass. No, she wanted to very badly, but the thing was that she had no idea how to. He was a regen, and he had claws. What did Ronnie have? She could make things move around and she could mess with someone’s mind. While, eventually, she could kill someone, Roman would do it a lot faster than she ever could. Acting like she knew what she was doing was a lot easier than applying her powers in battle.

So with the raise of her hand and a large push with her mind, she sent a telekinetic pulse with the force of a truck straight at Roman, and hoped to hell she could last long enough for someone to come and break up the fight. If Roman was in any way affected by this attempt to keep him away from her, she’d pin him against the wall for as long as she could. “Fighting blows.” She muttered under her breath as she sent another wave towards Roman.

Charlie glanced Devyn. Ronnie was going to get her butt handed to her and Devo seemed to care less. And Charlie caught the way that Devyn was trying to not check out Roman. Chuck knew that she shouldn’t be upset. But she was. Between this new Devyn and this Ronnie-thing, Charlie was more than upset; she was getting pissed. “Stop this or I will.”

Devyn blinked her surprise when Charlie spoke. It was Ronnie. The same Ronnie that called her a cretin and treated her like she was less than human. As far as Devyn was concerned, if it wasn’t Roman that was going to fight Ronnie, Devyn would have stepped in herself. “I’ll stop it before he kills her.” That was true. Devyn and Roman hadn’t come to blows yet. But she wanted to fight him. She couldn’t explain why. It was like a deep ache in her bones.

Ronnie’s second wave dissipated, a shimmer glow that smelled vaguely of the early morning air, though it was almost noon. Devyn and Charlie immediately knew what, or rather who it was, before she even spoke. “You’ll stop it now… Or I will.” Temperance Kadrick said as she walked up to the group and beside Ronnie.

Roman just laughed as the first wave hit him. His knees barely buckled. A freight truck? That was it? She was going to have to do better than that if she was planning on getting him pinned against the wall or something. The wave caused some of the skin to rip off his face, but he immediately just grinned. His face and body quickly began to heal.

Roman was ready for the next wave, which never came. He sighed when he saw Temperance. Buzz kill! “Just having a bit of fun with the tyrant, Kadrick. You’re head girl, you been checking what she’s been doing?” Roman asked Temperance. Not noticing anything that was really going on with Ronnie, Chuck and Devyn. He just wanted Ronnie to get her titan status removed.

Ronnie heard Chuck tell Devyn to stop the fight, and she was so surprised that her attention turned away from Roman's smug face to Charlie. She had just met the girl, and she was already prepared to step in front of Roman for her. While she knew it wouldn't be entirely because of her, there had to be some ulterior motive, Ronnie suddenly felt bad for tormenting half-bloods and human borns. Just because they weren't from a family of Metas didn't mean they were bad people. Ronnie couldn't admit this, but she was still surprised.

As Temperance appeared, Ronnie was all but ready to leave. But she looked over to Roman, and then she looked back to the Head Girl. If that claw producing weasel thought he was going to get rid of her power as a Titan, he had another thing coming. No, Ronnie was not going to let that happen. This was pretty much the second, maybe third, time she'd been caught up in trouble. This time, however, she had an excuse.

"Oh hell no, Caelia." She started, looking over to Devyn and Charlie again, "Yes, I gave Devyn an unfair detention slip. For that, I apologise." It wasn't the fact that Ronnie felt bad for Devyn, but after Charlie had told Devyn to stop things, Ronnie thought she at least owed it to the pair to apologise. And, anyway, Devyn wasn't that bad at singing if you really listened... Kinda. "But Caelia, you and your cronies seriously provoked me. Setting fire to authority is a very serious offence, so if I were you I'd shut that pretty little mouth of yours."

With a large sigh Ronnie muttered, "Okay, sure, I was unprofessional about managing the situation but whatever." She pulled her high heels on and looked back to Temperance.

“I am aware of Ms. Marsh’s proclivity to torture those she deems weaker than herself, yes.” Temperance replied to Roman’s inquiry. Her tone was neutral; careful for lack of a better term. She didn’t trust Roman. Not because he had given her any cause, save for his affiliation. But because as Devyn’s best friend, she knew her type and Roman was it. And Temperance knew that it meant he could complicate things. Thankfully for now, Roman had a girlfriend and Devyn had a strict code of ethics when it came to such things. But the weather witch would be at the ready just in case. “Veronica, don’t think that badge makes you untouchable. And don’t think that just because you can trace your ancestry back what, a few thousand years makes you any better than anyone here. My ancestors ruled one of the 12 kingdoms of Atlantis and conquered the Celtic lands after Atlantis sank into the ocean. I am the heir to gods of Earth, Air and Sea. In short, my blood runs purer than yours. And also unlike you I understand that though we may hold all of the political power, half-bloods and human-borns outnumber us. And your brand of bigotry is the reason why they hate us. So, please do yourself a favor and do be quiet. The only reason I’m here is because it’s my job. Not because I have any moral reservations with either Roman or Devyn hacking you to little pieces.”

And this is why Devyn was glad Tempe was on her side. She never attacked unless provoked but if Temperance was pushed, she came out you will every cannon, every missile, every weapon at her disposal. And Temperance wasn’t shy when it came her beliefs. And for the most part she had only one rule; ‘Thou shall not use one’s power to exploit the weak.’ Veronica had crossed a line. “And just when I thought Ronnie was capable of basic human emotion… How ‘bout apology not-fucking-accepted and we revisit this idea of me hacking you into little pieces.”

Charlie squeezed Devyn’s arm hard enough to hurt; hell, hard enough to bruise. She knew Devo would heal as soon as she let go and Chuck was only using this as a way to grab Devyn’s attention. “Ronnie got set on fire. You got your payback. It’s done on our end.”

Temperance nodded and then rolled her eyes when Ronnie spoke. “Which just leaves Roman and his friends… Seeing how there are a trail of burned tapestries leading toward a known pyro and Ronnie attacked only after you challenged Roman, I think it’ll be best if we pretend we weren’t here.”

“Aww, you think I’m pretty, Ronnie, touching,” Roman replied to the titan. He was ready for Tempe to give him and his crew a detention slip or something. He was ready for another fight. He was a bit surprised when she gave Ronnie a piece of her mind, but he was still ready for the slap on the wrist. Which he would most likely not care about.

It seemed like the detention slips wouldn’t be coming. Roman didn’t need to be told twice, either. “Catch ya later,” He told the group, as he and his friends walked away. He wasn’t going to stick around while Ronnie tried to give them detentions. There were better things to do with his time.