Veronica walked into the kitchen. The Dining hall was far too crowded for her tastes, even around Diamond and Eliza. She decided to just sit in the kitchen and eat, since it was quiet, and less occupied...
*Ron was tired of being in the chatty place of a Dining Hall he came here for some quiet, not expecting anyone. When he saw Veronica he stopped in his place and let out a sigh, then continued moving forward to the only table in the room. He didn't recognize it was Veronica yet.*
She heard a sigh, and moved her head towards the noise. She stopped heating her food once she recognized who it was. God.... she thought to herself. It's that guy again. She then rolled her eyes and focused on her food, trying to heat it up a little more.
Veronica glared at him, and would take the defensive. She stood up, crossing her arms. "No shit sherlock. God, can't I have one moment alone without you bothering me? I'd rather eat in the bathroom." She said, and grabbed her steaming plate.
She set down the plate, smiling smugly. "And he catches on! Yeah, control fire, make fire, and explode things too." She said, and focused on a vase behind him. She squinted her eyes on it for a second, before making a mock explosion with her hands, the vase following suit. "Boom!" She said, like a little girl, and giggled. After a second, she looked at him and sighed. "So, what's your power?"