Tabitha pulled the dark glasses down on her nose and eyed to fuming girl before her. Honestly, who did this chick think she was? Her mother? Well, in the blonde's case it would have been her father...but either way Boom Boom could only scoff at her. "What does it look like? I'm having fun," she laughed, plasma formed into her gloves and she held up her hands, marble sized bombs sparkling in between the black cloth. " You should too", she smirked and with a flick of her wrists, the little explosives were in the air, hovering before hitting the street and a mailbox or two along the sidewalk.
Letters and bits of dirt tumbled down around them with a snape of her fingers.