Thunderstorm

"Sounds good," Mikaela replied.

Ross smiled and nodded. "Alright. Should we head to the car or do you want ot keep looking around here for a bit?"

"Let's go back to the car," she replied.

Ross gave a nod. Heading back twards the car. "Alright."

Mikaela followed. While she was walking a stone hit her. It left no serious mark, but it hurt. She turned to see a skinny kid with brown hair trying miserably not to laugh. She glared at him, some electricity zipping across her form. The kid, now realizing she wasn't normal, yelped and quickly fled.

Ross chuckled. "Nice one. Though you should be careful. You're not a citizen yet." He walked up to the car and unlocked it, getting in.

"I know," she grumbled, as she slipped into the car. She had wanted to give the kid a good zap so badly.

Ross waited for the prince to get in before starting up the car. "Well i'm proud of you for not shocking the brains out of the boy."

"He wasn't worth it," Mikaela replied coolly.

Ross shrugged and laughed. "He wasn't worth it at all but you still could have. Dosn't make me any less proud of you." He started up and made his way twards the central district, the checkpoint a bit more time taking since he had to show his license and explain who they were.