Brain Damage [Kasey]

he already knew the janitor was in on more shady shit than she could imagine, the only question remaining her wonder just what role she played with them. A neutral enabler, or something more active...? And if the latter, was she their friend or their enemy? And if she was an enemy, could Kanna possibly enlist her allegiance? She had to say tough, all that knowledge she inevitably posessed seemed far too... juicy... To possibly ignore. And as ill recommended it may seem to buy drugs from someone who could perfectly be involved in the school poisoning, the appeal of a new connection spoke louder. No less importantly, it appealed to the blonde's other interest aside from knowledge: Mind altering substances.

Keep your friends close, your enemies closer.

Ready to take this risk, a leap of faith that could go either way. Kanna disliked gambling, but she felt confident enough to deal with the results of losing, and knew benefits like this only show themselves once in a blue moon. That said, the discussion turning to weed all but reminded Kanna of something in her jacket, something perfectly legal, but still crucial when discussing smokable herbs. Drawing her left foot down a few steps, the blonde spread her bare, tattooed legs a bit further as she reached for the red jacket on the steps below, and pulled out an ounce of tobacco.

"We can meet again after class.", agreed Kanna with a nod, dropping a small bundle of the brown, dried plant inside a white paper, and calmly rolling herself a cigarette. Nonetheless, she narrowed her eyes as she looked into those mysterious, absent green eyes, "I wanna try it out for myself, but we should do it off campus."

With the woman's mind so full of mysteries, the blonde had to wonder just how many of those Kasey herself actually understood. That reaction she gave when the blonde explained what Mary Jane actually was... It really seemed genuine, no matter how much she looked at it. Social cues were hardly Kanna's strong suit though; she'd take this conclusion with a grain of salt, but yeah:

"Well yeah, how many other plants do you know that help you think?", head cocking left and eyes rolling absently, the blonde chuckled knowingly, entertained by the answer even though it didn't really surprise her. She finished rolling her cig quickly enough though, and promptly got back on her feet, stretching her arms up lazily and eyeing Kasey with interest, "I'm headin' up for a smoke... You coming?"

She'd nod up the stairwell, only half a floor left to go until the rooftop. Not knowing if Kasey might joined her, she took a moment to dust off excess bits of tobacco clinging to her torn denim shorts and smooth, creamy skin, from her waist to either thigh. Once satisfied, she'd crouch down and pick up her backpack and litter, hopefully Kasey would have decided whether or not to join her by this point...

ndeed, manipulating others gets surprisingly easy once you know more than they do. Part of the reason why Kanna tried to be in on everything, to always have the edge over enemies known and unknown alike. Once you know how everyone will react to having their secrets spilled, you can pretty much move them around like chess pieces. But nobody could reach that point without taking some risks... Even now Kanna hadn't the slightest of clue of what this woman must have gone through to reach this point, where she had her hands in just about anything, including drug dealing. Great to get connections and dirt on other people, but not without flaunting a bit of her influence:

"'iight, got yourself a deal.", agreed the blonde, nodding, unable to help a soft smirk drawing on her lips as Kasey seemed almost enthusiastic. And why wouldn't she be? She was about to get herself another client. Drug dealing alone could easily explain her outrageous purchasing power, and she also had other jobs on top of that. She had a pretty good plan already, making it quite obvious how she'd most likely done sort of deals before, "You get rid of one, but I can't be the only student sitting around in places you'd rather not have 'em."

She'd also not admit to a budding, almost giddy curiosity towards grabbing herself a ride in the kind of car she'd otherwise never lay her hands on. Who knows, perhaps she'd even find herself a way to convince the woman to let her drive a couple miles. With the janitor agreeing to join her upstairs for a smoke, Kanna lingered with one foot in the stair above, looking at her with her backpack slung over one shoulder:

"Well, the dust ain't going anywhere... You have time to get some air.", she replied, heading upstairs with hopefully Kasey after her. They'd climb their way up to the roof, raising an eyebrow as she asked, "Do you even expect you to clean after the whole school by yourself...? Seems like a tall order."

She'd push the heavy door open with one hand, and step outside under a cooler air than she expected, courtesy of a pleasant breeze leaving her shaggy blonde hair swaying ever so gently. She'd leave a foot in the door's path, holding it open for her new smoke buddy to step out, then it let it slam back shut. And pulling out a lighter, she'd cover the tip of her cancer stick and light it with a long drag.

ndeed, such a mathematical imparity would put a damper on anyone's hopes of a career than required the slightest bit of business skills. Alas, Kanna knew not how much that held true for Kasey, but suspected just how little she actually needed the money. More often than not she like Kanna herself were after the same thing: Connections, power, influence. The hacker needed hers mostly for security

"Damn... They got a janitor and a painter just for the price of one. Keep working that hard, and no way they'll ever hire you some help.", Kanna ackowledged, chuckling as she rubbed her head; she was far from a hard worker herself yet her tone of grudging respect for her dilligence, for her thorough dedication to the job. But then, they'd already established Kasey actually liked this job, the blonde already knew this to be a main reason why she found herself wearing this uniform, though not necessarily at this school. With a slow step, she'd breathe in the fresh air, all but close her eyes and relish that gentle breeze caressing her bare skin... She appreciated the contrast between the cool, fresh air and thick, hot smoke from her cigarette, letting in her linger in her lungs before exhaling, "Don't tell me you're this dedicated to every job you work..."

Kanna all but raised her eyebrow as this inquiry left her thin lips, turning her eyes back to the janitor as they approached the protective fence. Lazily leaning against it, she lifted one foot off the ground until it too came to rest against the fence, near the crook where concrete met metal. Whether Kasey came to rest against the fence or simply lingered close by, the blonde kept one eye her way for the most part, and eventually stretched her hand out, offering the other half of her still lit cig:

"You want...? I can just roll myself another.", a calm, nonchalant offer, from a girl who looked like she couldn't care less whether Kasey accepted or not. Since the girl was getting ready to sell her drugs, it seemed fine to share something of her; call it a show of friendship, call it nothing, call it whatever.

Yeah, she needed something from her... She'd seldom show any modicum of consideration for someone she'd only just met, for someone who didn't appear to be suffering in the slightest. Alas, she couldn't even fathom the kind of past the woman beside her lived through, just like how Kasey had no way of knowing how Kanna usually acted to other people.

woman of simple desires, clearly. Such was the kind of janitor they had here at Yuuei, someone Kanna knew surpringly very little about. She could dig up dirt about most people who left a track throught cyberspace, but Kasey gave her no such openings, forcing the blonde to figure everything out the good old fashioned way. At this point though, she couldn't even fathom how one with such an enshrouding aura of mystery surrounding her could have such a mundane ambition.

"Plenty of people apply to jobs because they need the money, sadly...", despite this amusing reversal of roles where the student found herself giving the mature answer, Kanna turned her head up almost absently - hopefully even - as if on some level she fully understood that position. After all, why would she...? At merely 17 years old, she'd always gotten by doing freelance and coding work while letting gramps pay for her tuition fees, "But I guess even the shit jobs need somebody doing them..."

With the telltale way she looked at Kasey, Kanna obviously deemed her job as one of those nobody would do if they could help it. But here she was, sharing a cigarette with a woman not much older than her, a woman who rode sports cars better than the headmaster's and still professed to enjoy the irony of cleaning up after heroes' messes. She had a fair point on that last bit, but yeah... There's a long way between appreciating the irony and the job itself... Kanna struggled to even clean up after her own room, let alone a whole building! Once the blonde offered her smoke though, she couldn't help but appreciate that all but unique moment when the janitor seemingly weighted over her options instead of answering straight away. Perhaps she had other things that could prompt that reaction, but the blonde had only just seen it for the first time, and couldn't help but smirk almost impishly, as if misleading the dilligent woman away from her commendable work eithic:

"I'm surprised... Figured you'd go through it as fast as those cookies~", a chuckle escaped the hacker's lips as she took back her smoke and took another long puff, that look of snarky amusement meshing all too well with her youthful, delinquent posture, "Well, I'm hoping you'll get me a good deal later on, so no worries..."

With these dismissive words, Kanna finally peeled her gaze away from her unlikely smoke buddy, looking through the fence on the opposite side... In the end it seemed any further conversation on what manner of deals they'd strike should hold until they were alone once more. Suddenly, two more students walked out onto the rooftop, and immediately had their eyes on the two women near the fence. Guys staring at her were a dime and dozen, Kanna was used to it. Yet every so often some took it too far... Perhaps they simply couldn't hide their surprise at seeing a student hang out with the janitor like the most natural thing in the world, but nah... These really looked like the judgemental types with the way they had their eyes on that cigarette, frowning the whole way until the techie couldn't help but growl:

"Fuck you staring at?!", she finally snapped, glaring at the two until they finally moved away from the door, sheepishly retreating and finding their own spot near a different fence. She looked back at Kasey out the corner of her eye, silently hoping the girl wouldn't get fired or anything from lazing around smoking with a student. Without even asking the question, she'd look on the woman's face for signs of concern...

or the first time since meeting Kasey, the words 'no exchange' visibly left Kanna on edge, frowning as she looked back into the woman's green eyes. Everybody stoner wasnts good, cheap drugs. That inescapable fact of live drove hopeful dealers to try and cater to both while still making a profit. When Kasey outright rejected an exchange, Kanna immediately wondered what else could she possibly want, and how she wouldn't strike a deal without knowing what she'd have to give. Instead of answering straight away, she took a good long drag of her cigarette, and turned her head up, taking her sweet time exhaling a thick cloud of smoke before looking back down:

"Nobody ever gives anything away for free.", Kanna answered matter of factly, a cold display of cynicism that just couldn't remain unsaid. Even if Kasey denied it, the blonde refused to feel in any way indebted to people, and she'd never been the kind to accept 'company' a something you couldn't really accept in a deal, "I mean, I don't mind talking to you or anything, but still... Guess we'll see later on, but I can always just get you food."

Yeah, no employers with half a functional brain would so casually fire an employee who went so far above and beyond what was expected of her, just for going out to grab a smoke. At least, Kanna hoped not, that would be quite an unheroic treatment for someone who obviously cared enough about her job to it well. Unless they considered hanging out with a student a villainous offense:

"Fired over a tree huh... What the hell did you do with it; carvings, target practice, nothing at all...?", Kanna's smirk widened at this last statement, asmused at the dilligent janitor who even painted the walls neglecting to care for a prized tree. Regardless of her answer her next question earned a chuckle from the blonde, indeed her quirk could do a lot of things, create alternative facts or conceal the truth in turn... But its one weakness laid in her inability to erase information from people's head, "I wish I did...", she answered, all but chuckling as she took another hit, "Would make my life a helluva lot easier..."

Little did Kasey know Kanna was talking about none other than herself. Her inability to forget things was a double edged sword, mostly useful, but it also left her unable to forget things she'd rather not remember for more than a few days.

eah, I know~", with a confident smirk all but poking fun at the girl's appetite, Kanna nodded, shifting her torso so she rested her shoulder onto the fence instead, she took her last puff of cigarette before dropping the stub onto the water drainage, leaving it for the rain to wash away... Whenever it finally came at least.

When the weed came though, Kanna wouldn't really mind buying Kasey some McDolan's, or even a pricier meal depending on the quality of the goods. She wasn't so nice as to give her exactly what she felt the drugs were worth, she'd aim a bit low, partly expecting the dealer to haggle up the price like she'd forcefully done with those cookies. And yes, she couldn't look at someone who brought her drugs as anything other than a drug dealer, and why would she. The pretty janitor obviously took pride in her many jobs, and in Kanna's mind, dealing drugs was a perfectly acceptable one.

"At least you have a Quirk that can hit people.", sighed Kanna, confessing to one of the actual limitations of her quirk, with no mention as to the kind of training she'd been doing in hopes of remedying that situation, or even what she could do with her quirk that average people couldn't. She couldn't begin to guess when or if she'd reach a point when she'd trust Kasey. Perhaps for this reason she refrained from asking her what her quirk actually did, knowing the girl had as much reason to trust her with the details as the hacker did her. Instead, she asked a wholly different questing, raising her palm and wiggling her finger in a random direction, "But why not find a different training ground elsewhere... I mean, you clearly like this job, so no point getting yourself fired, right?"

That same hand came to rest on her bare hip, right under the edge of her bare jacket. As she sunk her weight onto one leg in a lazy stance, she couldn't help but wonder what stopped a seemingly well off woman from finding herself a proper place to train her abilities. As useful as memory control could be, Kanna hoped she'd never meet anyone with that ability. At the very least, she hoped she'd learn about that person way in advance, so she could properly prepare...

owever could somewhat imagine the oddly beautiful school janitor had the stomach to put a bear to shame, capable of eating food most people wouldn't even see fit to feed their dogs? Alas, as she had not eaten the plastic package those cookies came in Kanna had currently no means of discerning this, tough most likely would were Kasey in the mood of showing off that ability. But then again, here they were inside a hero school, for wholly different reasons... Wierd abilities were the daily bread around here, though granted, Kanna's might come off as among the least wierd, that was, until one realized she could pretty much talk to any electronic gadget you'd hold in your hand...

And talk to them far more easily than she talked to humans.

"I guess you'll be fine in that case. I mean, it would be pretty stupid if only the teachers were allowed to train their quirks, wouldn't it?", and almost rethoric question, at least, if you were to look at it logically. But unlike Kanna would hope, things aren't always run on simple logic. Sometimes, even the things which seem unlogical at first may actually have some measure of truth. Kasey's next words earned a snicker from the blonde hacker, who nonetheless narrowed her eyes and gave a better alternative, "...Or maybe there's a gardener who does~"

"Nah, see, It's only illegal if you get caught...", scoffed Kanna, shrugging, doubting she'd get in trouble for such a blatant disregard for rules... Not in front of this janitor she wouldn't, "But yeah, I can imagine some quirks are really home friendly... I won't ask you what yours does, but, yeah... I can tell you mine ain't got that problem... Thankfully"

With her ability to seize control of any electronic she wished, Kanna really could use her quirk just about anywhere, as well as hide its usage for the most part. This allowed her to keep most of her abilities in secret, and though Kasey might eventually learn she could break into electronics (hell, she needed only read the school's file on Kanna), the blonde would most likely never tell her of the other aspect any time soon. At least not until they were well and truly, undeniably on the same side.