...yep, that's enough homework. Sam puts the books aside and grabs his things to head out in search of something to do. Virtually anything, at this point - though maybe poking around Old Harkin instead of at home. If he ran into Scattershot right now, he might do something drastic.
"Nah. I might just be too sleepy to really grok how much money that is." Kiley offers a huge yawn that's only about half for show. "Uh, let's see, one lunch is... you wouldn't come down on me over fifty bucks anyway, right? You're richer than God as it is."
Kiley splashes a bit and shrugs. "Maybe I'll just get Sam to buy me lunch for a month or so and save up."Jennifer sidles through the splashes, and stage-whispers, "So, you two an item?"
Horizon sighs deeply. Perceptive, this guy. He hops onto the treetop and waves lazily. "Hi. You should really watch where you throw things."
Kiley responds by... seriously considering the question. Albeit not in a very serious manner. "Uh. Hm. I guess we did literally go for dinner and a movie?"
"...Yellow Streak? Really?" Horizon makes a face behind the safety of his helmet. "Well, listen. I'm gonna leave, like Whipcord did, and like I strongly recommend you do before the dinosaurs show up. I'm not really interested in fighting, but if you want to posture more, let's do it somewhere a little safer." Without waiting for a response, he starts heading in search of a way out of the distortion.(click to show/hide)
Kiley allows herself to be manhandled, the key to not having her power go off at the drop of a hat. "Well, yeah. Duh. That's why I mention it." She rolls her eyes. "But, like, I never really thought about it? So, I dunno. Are we automatically a thing if we just hang out all the time? Do we qualify when we make out? Like, where's the cut-off point?"
"Well, okay, easy then. We haven't, so nope." Kiley struggles, as much as necessary and as little as possible. There could be worse places for her power to go off on her, but still. "Stop it... come to think of it, aren't people going to start looking for us sometime?""Tch."
He'll be fine. Horizon keeps running in search of the boundary, keeping half an eye out for more dinosaurs that might have heard the noise.
...goddammit.
Horizon spins around and heads back toward the fight, such as it is, ready to apply the time-honored combat style of beating a dinosaur with another dinosaur.
Well, as long as she doesn't start trying to take his costume apart, Horizon doesn't much care. It's not like he's a hero, despite all the dinosaur-punching he just did to save Streak's neck.
...oh damn, he probably went flying, didn't he? Whoops. He's probably fine.
Horizon settles down to rest for a little bit, keeping an eye on Whipcord in case she tries anything funny before he moves on.
After kicking back for a while in the decidedly more lukewarm and less nice water, Kiley takes a look around and figures nobody will miss her while Jennifer's otherwise occupied. Might as well take another look at that warmer cave. Checking that nobody's looking and that there's still plenty of time in the outing, she dives under and heads right back for the other pool.
Horizon develops a quiet coughing fit and turns his head away from the villain while she 'changes.' She hasn't attacked him yet, at least, though that'd probably change if she knew he was there. Best to slip away while she's distracted and go find something less volatile to do.
Kiley quickly concludes this is a science thing, probably tinker science. Were she not alone, she'd announce that out loud and nod sagely. But because she is, and because she has no idea what this thing even is or does besides being really hot, she says nothing, doesn't nod and most of all doesn't touch it or mess with it in any way. If it's heating a pool, that's just swell in her book.
So she turns around and swims back to the heated pool to look for the source of fresh air, instead. If there's a passage big enough for a person, maybe she can make a note of this place as somewhere to go for free time. Beats going to the beach this time of year.