Almost like Siblings(Mia)

[Mikhial Zolnerowhich]

Mikhail was bored, plain and simple it was the middle of the afternoon and not a single thing was on his mind to keep him entertained so like any guy who was in the middle of the school hallways, wander aimlessly. He started out walking at a slow pace just trying to think, then that got boring so he decided to start picking up the pace until he was almost jogging down the hall. Not the most entertaining thing but he figured that he'd probably run across something to do. He still wasn't entirely sure what it would be though."I need to figure something out soon or else people are going to wonder where I'm going." He mumbled to himself and turned around a corner, not really paying attention to what was on the other side of it. It didn't surprise him when he ran into someone or that he wasn't fazed by it much. But what did make him worry was the fact the girl was so small compared to him. "I am so sorry! I didn't think to slow down before turning!"

[Mia Howitzer]

It was a good day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and Mia was going to be up to some mischief today. Okay, so that wasn't really that different from what she usually did but still. She tried to make her goal to at least pull pranks of some sort or do something devious at least three times a week. Why three, you may ask? Because the third time's the charm and all that jazz or something. Even though because of her personality she should really be investing more in unlucky things. Y'know, things like black cats, spilled salt, walking on cracks and under ladders and all that good stuff. Though...black cats weren't really a thing on the island, or was any wildlife larger than a squirrel and the occasional rabbit. Ladders could be found in janitor's closets she was pretty sure, and there was all the salt she could ever want in the cafeteria. Cracks though? There wasn't that much cement to step on on this rock, let alone cracks you could put a shoe to. So in the matter of unlucky things she was rather...unlucky. Eh, no matter. She could still have fun. And if she couldn't do that with the stuff around her, she could make it up on her own.

She already had plans for the day forming in her mind as she rounded the corner, not paying any attention to what was on the other side of the corner. Why would she? It wasn't normal for to her worry about anything, much less what could possibly run into her at at any given moment. It wasn't like anything could really hurt her that much anyways. Good thing to, because she wasn't even fully around the corner when something big and hard ran right the hell into her.

She stumbled back a few steps, the momentum of whatever it was transferring over to her and carrying her much, much smaller body back a few feet. She came to a stop, shaking her and blinking up to see the person. Thank god for enhanced durability or that woulda hurt like a mother- holy.....The dude was huge! And she didn't just mean huge compared to her either. She meant he was huge to friggin' everyone. Mountain sized. He had to be at least seven feet tall and if not, pretty damn close to it. She didn't even know that people were made that big. Well, apparently if I'm an extra small he's an extra large.

She waved him off when he started to apologize, snorting a bit despite herself. "Dude, don't sweat it. Nothing's broken so all good." She grinned broadly, practically laughing. She was kinda having a bit fun with the whole thing; how often did you get run into a gigantic, random, Russian sounding dude? Not that often huh? That's why she was having fun with it. Plus the poor baby seemed like he was the really polite sort so that meant one thing that made her even happier than she already was; it was gonna be soooo fun to mess with him.

[Mikhial Zolnerowhich]

Mikhail let out a sigh relief when she seemed unharmed for the most part. "Thank god. I don't like hurting people if I don't have to." He said crossing his arms and smiling. He'd never be able to forgive himself if he hurt someone her size. Being as big as he was, Mikhail had always believed that he shouldn't abuse it and use it to threaten or push someone around with it. And violence made his stomach turn most of the time. This girl seemed to be in a good mood even though she had just gotten plowed into by someone much larger than herself. Part of him was actually pondering how she was able to withstand a blow like that without even looking fazed by it in any way. It must have been a power of her's, some way of absorbing the damage done to her better than most people. "Well if everything's alright I won't keep you any longer than I have to."

[Mia Howitzer]

She snorted. "Really? Don't tell me you're a pacifist or somethin'." She was teasing, of course. She had no problems with pacifists and there was nothing wrong with being one. Only...it wasn't for her. If she was pacifist then the moon was made of cheddar cheese and the oceans were made of blue raspberry Slurpee. Just take a peek at the pictures from her past, where she had band-aids every where and near constantly scraped knees and bruised knuckles. She was a bit of a scrapper as a little kid, and would take on just about anyone when she was in the right mood. The right mood just happened to be her main one. It didn't really help matters that in order to protect her best childhood friends, she may or may not have had to fight off bullies. Sometimes they were even a couple grades above her. She would win a majority of the fights -all of them- by sheer determination or by the teacher dragging them apart when she started biting. Oh yes, Mia was a dirty fighter. Eyeballs, spleens, crotches, all were fair game to her. However she still figured a good bite to some soft tissue shocked and frightened her opponent well enough that she usually didn't have to throw an elbow to the throat or something equally underhanded. And that's not even including her powers.

Wait, what? He was leaving? So soon? He just about ran her over, he wasn't gonna try and chit chat? Now that was just bad manners."Aw come on. Leavin' so soon? I mean, I know I'm annoying but am I that annoying?" She snorted, grinning good naturedly up at him. The only problem she had with him right now was that she had to crane her neck so damn much because he was just that huge. Couldn't he stoop? Just a little? It'd really help her out in the long run. Cricks in the neck weren't exactly a walk in the park, ya know. So they weren't life threatening or anything but they were still annoying and hurt like hell depending on where in the neck and how bad they were. That was grounds enough to get him to slouch. Was posture really that important anyways?

"I'm Mia." She stuck out her hand expectantly, waiting for the customary handshake. It was half wanting to "make his acquaintance" and half really just wanting to see how big his hand actually was in comparison to hers. She had that certain nagging feeling that the size difference would be hilarious. "What brings ya to this part of the hallway?" Whether he knew it or not, the Russian giant had just become her new toy. Er, friend. Tool to relieve her boredom. If he was interesting and fun enough she just might let him stick around and help her with prank planning...providing he was good enough at it to meet her high standards. And if not, no matter. She was sure she could rent him out as a wrecking ball or something.

[Mikhial Zolnerowhich]

Mikhail stopped and chuckled at the small girl's joke. He turned back and took her hand in his, engulfing it, and shook it. He noticed that looking up at him at her size could get annoying her crouched down to her level and crossed his arms across his leg. "I'm Mikhail." He couldn't quite figure how to answer her question since all he really had no reason. He was just bored and needed something to do, talking with her seemed to be getting rid of some of that boredom but some of it was still clinging to him. "Really I'm doing nothing right now. So if you're doing anything mind if I tag along?" He hoped she was actually doing something because nothing was worse than two people who are bored and can't think of anything to do. But the pairing couldn't have been funnier, one giant and one very, very short girl. But then there was the fact they both had powers, that could liven things up a lot. "Wait...what are your powers  exactly? Mine are pretty simple, I turn into a metal man." He turned his skin into it's steel form to demonstrate.

[Mia Howitzer]

She? Doing anything? Preposterous! At least, that was her usual response when she was asked if she was up to anything. Granted she was normally up to no good when she was asked that. Now however, she was just looking for some no good to get up to. And  she had the feeling her new Russian circus escapee friend could help with that. "Actually no. I was looking for something to do when I turned into a speed bump." She snorted. "But if you have any ideas I'm all ears, juggernaut." Surely he had to have something. Well, if nothing else, they could always smash things or something.

He had barely gotten the power question out before he gave her a demonstration of his own. She whistled, impressed despite herself. Now that could come in handy. A lot. "Mine are a bit...less simple." She chuckled, not knowing what else to call them. How did one class her powers anyway? Shock, awe, and a little harder to kill her than most? "Volatile constructs, weapon manipulation, and enhanced durability." Was that a grin spreading across her face? Why yes. Yes it was.

She loved telling people about her powers. Not because she was arrogant or anything -though she was proud of them- but she loved people's reaction to them. She was a tiny thing and yet she could explode things, conjure knives from mid air, and survive things that most couldn't. She wasn't a tank but she wasn't a little .9 millimeter pistol either.

[Mikhial Zolnerowhich]

Mikhail grinned at her powers, she seemed like a living bomb factory. "Impressive. As for what to do I'm stumped, I mean we're inside a huge stone building with thick walls. Not much in the entertainment department." He wasn't one to complain but right now he was bored out of his mind. He was five seconds from slamming his head against a wall before running into Mia. Thinking was a lot harder when you're bored out of your mind, and the building was nothing but stone brick walls so no inspiration there. He started lighting hitting his knuckle against the wall, even if he was in his metal form the walls seemed sturdy enough to not be effected. Two seconds later he was proven wrong and his whole fist went through the wall. He blinked in surprise at his own mistake. "Oh....well then." He could see what looked to be a closet on the other side of the wall. It seems I'm stronger than I thought..."

[Mia Howitzer]

Didn’t he know? Huge stone buildings were awesome for entertainment! Well, sometimes. She wasn’t sure how old the building was or anything but knowing this island there was bound to be secret passages and hidden tunnels and the like like there was in tradition castles. Though then again there wasn’t anything “traditional” about Ashford, but hey a girl can hope, right? If nothing else she could see if she could rig up some...well, rigging and try and scale the walls. Stone offered plenty of hand and footholds usually and if it was rough then it would be even better for gripping so she might not even need the rigging. “Aw come on. Where’s your sense of adventure?!” She punched his side playfully, grinning. However the grin was promptly wiped off her face when his fist went clean through the supposedly thick and strong walls.

“That...is...awesome!” She might have even jumped up and down. Might have. Okay, maybe she did. Only a little though. She peered through the hole, which was about as big as her head, into the room beyond. “Duuuuude…That’s awesome.” She knew she was repeating herself but come on. Was there any other way to describe him just punching through a wall? Well, badass was one way but awesome was just better and more fitting in this case. “Can ya do that again?” She turned on him with a bright grin, clearly enjoying the destruction of things. She loved demolition but when it came to demolition of things she hated, well, it couldn’t get much better.

[Mikhial Zolnerowhich]

Mikhail couldn't help but laugh when Mia started bouncing at the accidental property damage, she did seem to really want him to do it again. "Well.....I don't know....." He went over it in his head for a few seconds and paced back and forth, not putting away his steel flesh. He had to admit punching through a wall without even feeling it was pretty cool, but they both could end up getting in trouble....if they were caught....but who could catch a three hundred pound man made of solid steel who could break through walls? Not many people. Without a word he hoisted Mia up by the collar of her shirt and dropped her onto his shoulder. Still not saying a word he broke into a sprint, heading for a stone wall leading into the a classroom currently out of session. "Davay sdelayem eto!"

[Mia Howitzer]

Mia watched impatiently as he paced, noting the way that he didn’t put away the metal man act. That meant he was strongly considering it, right? Right. At least Mia hoped so. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t excited at the thought of even more destruction that what had already happened. The possibilities were just endless! Especially if he kept up the full coverage metal. They could break a whole lot more things with that instead of just his fists. She was grinning like a Cheshire Cat at this point, watching him with wide eyes.

“Hey!” She yelped in surprise when she was picked up like you do a puppy by the scruff of the neck. However she stopped complaining when he set her on his shoulders and took off at a run. She whooped, grabbing on to his hair in lieu of reins. He was hightailing it towards a wall but she wasn’t scared; enhanced durability kind of took her fear of running into things away. Squashed it because she couldn’t get seriously injured anymore. Well, that wasn’t true. She could still get seriously injured - it would just take more to do it than it would a normal person. It was something she took full advantage of.

She squeezed her eyes shut as they crashed into the wall, out of reflex and not wanting to get wall dust in her eyes. There was a boom! and other bangs as chunks of wall flew outwards and dust exploded around around them. Desks from the classroom they just busted into flew away from the wall and crashed into others, adding another layer to the racket they were making. She whooped again, pumping her fists into the air once. “Let’s do that again!” Oh it was just too much fun! They should do her math class next, she decided. That place needed to be wrecked.

[Mikhial Zolnerowhich]

Mikhail gave a loud laugh and bent forward a little so the dust could spill off his head. That was the most fun he'd ever had destroying things, sure he'd taken apart a machine gun post and tore a tanks barrel off back at the prison but when your life was on the line you really don't enjoy yourself now do you?....Well maybe he did a little I mean it was a tank's barrel pointed right at him and he just yanked it off like a twig! It was awesome! But he didn't even punch the wall or anything to smash it he'd just run right into it and it exploded inward. Being made of steel was awesome and he still had soooo much adrenaline. :Where to now?"

[Mia Howitzer]

Mia shook herself out like a dog, dust and plaster bits raining down from her hair. She couldn't really do much about her clothes -dust was more clingy than cat hair- but no matter. She would have to ditch the clothes sooner or later, because the dust gave her away as part of the wrecking crew and though she was certain that the place was wired, it might not be. Who was she to self incriminate? Right now though, she was starving and she was pretty sure the Iron Giant was too. When you were as big as that you needed tons of fuel, right?

"Cafeteria. I'm starving." The food wasn't the best, sure, but it was food. She'd tasted worse, on the plus side. So at least it wasn't that bad. And after knocking over walls and causing what must be -hopefully- a few grand in damage, she was hungry and she wasn't going to be picky. Hell, she would probably eat her own cooking at this point, and she made hockey pucks. "C'mon, giddy up, giant." She tugged his hair forward and tapped her heel into his side like she was nudging a horse into a faster gate instead of riding around on some guy's shoulders. It was pretty nice up here, she had decided. She might just have to enlist  him to carry her everywhere from now on. It was pretty fun being tall for once