Radioactive [Ren, Nightshade]

The guardians (minus Ren), Connor, Ethan and Adne were sitting peacefully eating their lunch in the dining area of Haldis, when the door swung open, slamming against the wall. A few of the guardians jumped up, but settled down again when they  saw what it was. Through the door stormed a young woman who couldn't have been a day over 19, with a full head of long, fiery red curls and eyes like the brightest emerald. Following behind her with a pissed expression was Ren, dark eyes blazing.

The fiery girl marched over to Connor and slammed her hands her hands down on the table in front of him. "Got a phone?" she asked in a penetrating tone of voice. Connor raised an eyebrow, clearly being used to that sort of thing, as he didn't even flinch. "...No. Why do you want a phone, Blaze?" He asked in a low voice, sounding as if he was dealing with some sort of animal; trying not to provoke it.

She didn't answer, instead she straightened up and gliding over to the kitchen area. She stuck her hand in her pocket. After a couple of seconds she pulled out a small box that read, 'Sterling. Smoking kills'. 

Ren glared at her, saying something the others didn't catch.

She snorted, spinning around to face him. "I'm just surprised no one's called the pound yet".

Fishing a cigarette out of the packet, she lit it with a brightly coloured lighter she'd found in her other pocket, before taking a deep swig of the smoke; and blowing it directly in Ren's face. Then she turned on her heel and strode out of the room.