Brain Damage [Kasey]

retty much, there wasn't really any difference between what people called drugs and the "medication" their doctors prescribed. Many of those recreational drugs started off as medicine, until people started using them for other purposes. It seemed as if Kasey and Kanna thought alike on more topics than either could imagine right now, however would that influence their relationship however, only the future would know.

"Yeap... In a way I'm glad I wasn't born with a powerful quirk; most folks would do get sloppy and just rely on that power without ever spending a second wondering how to use it to its full potential. Stagnation is the worst enemy of any skill, Quirky or otherwise.", nodding, Kanna raised a hand to her chin with a contemplative look that made her look far more mature, or at least far more contemplative than the image she projected. She liked thinking about stuff, and happened to be pretty good about it given the time to indulge such.

Kanna raised an eyebrow at that laughter coming from her lips, wondering what might she have found so funny about it. She felt almost embarassed, had the antics of 1-A in the last few days already hit the headlines even among the school faculty? Of course, the blonde knew only the tip of the iceberg, with no clue as to what manner of painful events had some of her new classmates found themselves roped into... Indeed Kanna had several parts of herself she wished to keep hidden, some of which she wasn't even aware of herself. She'd think she was acting wierd whenever she did something nice for someone she cared about, for she'd never acknowledge caring for someone, or how could someone be nice to another without expecting anything in return. So of course, if she was doing something good, then it must meant she had to recieve something... So yes, she defenitely found it easier to bond with someone who shared her distancing from the rest, even if that too required some manner of rationalization, like needing something from that person:

"Ugh, tell me about it...", she acknowledged, glacing away as the rubbing of her head intensified, soon followed by a quick brush of her hair to get it just little bit less messy... Or, well, as messy as her usual at least, "But I picked my poison without knowing what I was getting into... Now I gotta tough it out."

Perhaps given time, she'd come to an understanding with some of them... But it might take a while, most defenitely...

he'd already established Kasey knew a lot for a janitor, how she wasn't even an ordinary janitor to begin with. But when she said those words, like the herald of things to come, how could the hacker not feel interested in it. Now whatever did she mean by that? With nothing concrete to go by, those lips echoed the same question bouncing around her head:

"Now what the hell do you mean by that...?", answered the blonde, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow. While she defenitely hated losing, she also hated to feel she'd let someone else carry her to victory. Cause that's exactly what Kasey sounded like right now, even if she looked pretty neutral about it. She obviously knew more about said event, and had it happened to involve using your quirks against the other team, then, well... She might find herself at a disadvantage. Sighing, Kanna shrugged, "Oh well... We'll see when that actually happens.", and yet the girl's next suggestion couldn't help pique her interest, as evidenced by the raising of an eyebrow, "You might be onto something there... Sure, I'll take you up on that offer."

She wasn't one to back down from her challenge though, even though she knew this woman likely had a very offensive quirk, and her ability to counter it in her current level might come off as a tall order. But she wouldn't know unless she tried. Besides, she also felt a nudging curiosity towards the powers and abilities of a woman few knew anything about, of a woman who obviously knew more about everything than she let on; despite being clearly oblivious to what most people would consider common sense.

"Yeah, I don't imagine you would...", Kanna snickered in return, amused at the idea of someone paying to be a janitor. Even if the money she recieved for her time probably wasn't worth the time invested, the girl obviously cared. As they had that last bit of conversation though, Kanna would steadily start walking down from the rooftops and from then, "I'm not sure about the education, but I guess you can't complain about the entertainment."

Naturally, Kanna wasn't the slightest bit entertained as could be seen by the way she looked off further away... But for what it's worth, it felt like she was slowly starting to understand why exactly Kasey showed such fondness for this job, for this envoiroment, and couldn't help but picture her kicking back and enjoyed a bag of popcorn whenever those drama fests exploded... Go figure... Perhaps she'd talk it over with her again some other time, for as she headed over to class, it seemed their time together wsa coming to an end.

efenitely.", despite the almost surprised look on her face, Kanna nodded decidedly, as if she herself had already reached that conclusion at some point and merely found it surprising to hear it said from someone else's lips, from someone who worked at a school for heroes. Soon, she had fingers on her chin with that obvioulsy contemplative pose, all but hinting how she herself preferred laying low, "The less yours enemies know, the better you can use their lack of knowledge against them. The more attention you draw, the more likely they'll come up with some way to exploit your weaknesses."

Then again, Kasey could easily figure this out just from watching where the teenager chose to eat her lunch. Her Quirk in particular became stronger the less people knew about it, the less her enemies grew aware of her presence. In the off chance that she

"'iight, i'll leave you to it... See ya...!", nodding and turning around, she waved off her new friend as she walked away from the rooftop. But just as Kanna's hands were about to reach the door, she stopped in her tracks; clearly forgetting something, "Oh, I almost forgot...", she interjected, quickly reaching into one of the smaller pouches on her backpack, and pulling out a small, plain looking cellphone. Gripping the small gadget, she'd casually get Kasey's attention with a, "Catch...!", and toss the device right into the janitor's waiting hands. A clean, well aimed through, evidencing someone who was clearly used to passing around objects as such.

It actually took her a while to realize the technologically impaired Kasey might not realize why exactly was Kanna giving her a phone. She scratched her head:

"If you need to call me without drawing attention, use that."

With this final gift to someone who may very well become either a friend or an enemy in the future, Kanna swung the creaky door open and finally walked away. She had classes to attend, and Kasey a job to do.

[EXIT]