Nicholas had moved away form the other girl walking along the hallway pushing the other students away form him,That was when he stopped in front of Bruce Wayne's door."Are you ready my son?" A voice in his head spoke to him that made Nick nod his head and rap his knuckles on the door for a loud knock.

How many interrupts was he suppose to face, before he snapped? Bruce wondered as he set a report down, turning off the computer screen so the program he was running couldn't be seen, if it wasn't one of the other teachers, nor someone he trusted completely. He rose from his desk, and went to open the door. It was so rare for Bruce to be taken by surprise. So rare for it to show, even for a second. But he never would have expected Nicholas at the door. Something was wrong. Bruce shifted just slightly, his face now impassive, studying Nicholas. Very little of his mother in his appearance. And right now, it seemed that it was all Crane. Never quite sure how to take Nicholas, he nevertheless stepped back, to invite him in.

Ryan looked around outside. He did not need a coat because of his metabolism so he was fine as he was. However he did notice that Phoebe and Makoto looked frozen. So he quickly ran off to his dorm and came back with two of his warmest coats. They were way to big for the two girls but he thought it would help. He gave one to Makoto and put the other one on Phoebe. "You okay?" He said looking at Phoebe clearly worried.

Phoebe, eternally grateful for the coat slid her arms into it as Ryan put it on her, bundling herself in it. Her shivers subsided somewhat, and she nodded, giving ryan a smile "I like winter, but being wet in winter? Doesn't mix well for me" she looked over to Makoto, hoping she was okay

"Thank you...Wayne...I must discuss something with you..." Nicholas said in his normal deadpan tone of voice,He walked inside of his office slowly taking note of his movement and the office itself.He would need to play it safe for now until he could make his move which would be soon so he wuld not have to wait.

Phoebe, eternally grateful for the coat slid her arms into it as Ryan put it on her, bundling herself in it. Her shivers subsided somewhat, and she nodded, giving ryan a smile "I like winter, but being wet in winter? Doesn't mix well for me" she looked over to Makoto, hoping she was okay

Ryan grinned at her and nodded. "I hate winter. All that I've everywhere..." He complained as he looked to the school. "Who did this? I'm guessing Flood. "He said nodding.

Jack was running as fast as he could. He was in his own world right now.He had to keep running and keep going. He saw Estella and kept running. "Well we are in the same spot. What do we need to talk about?" He said as he ran.

"Well, yesterday. And probably the future." She figeteted a bit and ran her hands through her hair with frustration. "I remember saying that to you before. I remember a lot of things where you are there and I don't know why."

Jack looked over at her clearly confused. "What do you mean?" He asked still looking confused. "How do you mean?"

Jack looked over at her clearly confused. "What do you mean?" He asked still looking confused. "How do you mean?"

How does one exactly explain remembering something. The memories could be hers. But there were things that just seemed out of place. The longer she thought about it the more confused she got. Dammit this was hurting her head, like severely. "Give me a minute please." Stepping away she sat down on one of the weight benches. Dropping her head into her hands she tried to shut off the noise in her head. Despite not having much of a voice she did let out a soft groan as she grit her teeth.

Ryan grinned at her and nodded. "I hate winter. All that I've everywhere..." He complained as he looked to the school. "Who did this? I'm guessing Flood. "He said nodding.

Phoebe nodded "probably" she agreed, "but I suppose there could have been fire or smoke somewhere that caused it" she said, with a shrug, looking to Katherin and Makoto "we should head to gym"

"Thank you...Wayne...I must discuss something with you..." Nicholas said in his normal deadpan tone of voice,He walked inside of his office slowly taking note of his movement and the office itself.He would need to play it safe for now until he could make his move which would be soon so he wuld not have to wait.

Bruce moved behind his desk, that position of power, but he didn't sit, watching Nicholas keenly aware that nicholas could have his fathers abilities as well as Pamela's. "About what?"

"Yes it's about my mother...i have some concerns that i think you may want to hear.." Nicholas said rather calmly walking over so he was in front of Bruce's desk,"I think that she shouldn't be around someone so dangerous and harmful to her health...and i think you are the problem..." And with that Nicholas attacked Wayne entangling him in his vine shooting out of the shelve of his sweater.

Bruce was ready. The dagger slid out his sleeve, into his hand, and he sliced upwards, cutting the vines, he leaped over his desk, agile and fast, clearly having kept up with his training and his skill. Now. How to stop the boy without hurting him. "Why would I hurt Pamela? She's given me no reason too. And besides that, I care for her." Aware of what Nicholas could be capable of, and knowing so, Bruce was wary, watching Nicholas, the dagger gone once more as if it were never there. How to stop him? "You have a choice here, Nicholas. Become your father by attacking me, or become a better man. The man your mother would hope for"

"Maybe the school was on fire and the water in the halls is a result of that" connor said musingly, before giving a shrug "or McCoy really wants to give us a weird gym session. Or most likely it's Flood playing a joke or the likes of that." He knew something was up, and it was a struggle not to ask, not to find out what he could so that he could figure out what it was. But if Kijani wanted to continue as if nothing had happen, he would. And just figure out what was wrong the harder way

Kijani shook her head slightly. "Flood has a bit more creativity than simple water, I think. Now, if it was raining... I don't know, hair dye, now that would be one of his." She tried to smile, but it barely lifted the corners of her mouth. "I'll be glad when class is over." She opened the door to the gym, briefly ducking out from Connor's makeshift cover. "I'm... quite tired."

Makoto allowed Kathrin to try getting the water off of her but it didn't seem to work well. She was grateful when RYan brough out one of his coats. She felt bad for getting it wet, but it did help. "Sure." she agreed. Gym seemed like it would be a more normal class. "Hey, Phoebe? If there are showers there, maybe we can warm up that way before or after class?" she suggested. It may in fact help. Makoto was also hoping that whoever the gym teacher was would have a spare gym uniform for her. She looked around at the group, waiting for them to take the lead. "Thanks for trying Kathrin." Makoto said with a smile, truly appreciating the effort. She would have to ask her if she ever did end up calling her dad. For that though, an opportune moment would have to arise.

"Sorry it didn't work better. Water might turn into ice but I guess that doesn't mean that I can do much with it. Im sorry for making you colder. I thought maybe if I turned the water to ice I could remove it. But it seems that im not quite at that level yet." Katherin said with a smile. Gym would be a nice way to get things back on track.

Phoebe nodded and smiled, curling her hands up, balling the sleeves up of the jacket with them. "We can. If we hurry, we can probably slip it in before gym" she said, before looking to Katherin. "You'll be able to do it. You need more confidence in yourself" she said, taking Ryan's hand, her hand bundled Up in the jacket stil, and starting towards gym. "Paint bombs are more his style" Connor mused, followin Kijani in. It was so rare for her to admit to any type of weakness, so rare for her to admit to tiredness. He didn't even hesitate, not particularly caring what anyone thought, he wrapped his arms around her, enveloping her in a hug. He kissed the top of her head, and said softly, "I know" Because he didn't know what was wrong, the only help, the only support he could give was his comfort, his...solidity. That was all he could give. His voice was tender, loving, caring. Soft. "Whatever is wrong, I'll be here"

Bruce was ready. The dagger slid out his sleeve, into his hand, and he sliced upwards, cutting the vines, he leaped over his desk, agile and fast, clearly having kept up with his training and his skill. Now. How to stop the boy without hurting him. "Why would I hurt Pamela? She's given me no reason too. And besides that, I care for her." Aware of what Nicholas could be capable of, and knowing so, Bruce was wary, watching Nicholas, the dagger gone once more as if it were never there. How to stop him? "You have a choice here, Nicholas. Become your father by attacking me, or become a better man. The man your mother would hope for"

Nichoas thought for a moment his eyes glazing over as He walked closer to Bruce,"You and Pheobe took everything away form me...I had to live with him...I want to be happy I want my life back..."And with that he ran over to Bruce grabbing his legs with his vines slamming him into the opposite wall. Nicholas tried to knock the dagger out of his hand and trying to wrap his whole body in his vines,"Now you will feel the same fear I felt..." He said as something was glowly dimly in the back of his neck,Nichoalas walked closer to Bruce while the door opened to reveal Scarecrow walking into the room locking the door behind him. "Hello Wayne" Jonathan Crane said with a smile behind his mask.

"Paint bombs are more his style" Connor mused, followin Kijani in. It was so rare for her to admit to any type of weakness, so rare for her to admit to tiredness. He didn't even hesitate, not particularly caring what anyone thought, he wrapped his arms around her, enveloping her in a hug. He kissed the top of her head, and said softly, "I know" Because he didn't know what was wrong, the only help, the only support he could give was his comfort, his...solidity. That was all he could give. His voice was tender, loving, caring. Soft. "Whatever is wrong, I'll be here" [/quote] Kijani went very still when Connor hugged her. She was afraid that if she moved, even breathed too deeply, then she'd shatter. She'd crumble into a million fragments and tell him everything. That couldn't happen. That wouldn't happen. She was going to be strong, just a little while longer. "I know that." She dared to speak, and prayed that he couldn't hear anything but strength in her. Not pain, not regret, and not guilt.

Jack looked over at her clearly confused. "What do you mean?" He asked still looking confused. "How do you mean?"

How does one exactly explain remembering something. The memories could be hers. But there were things that just seemed out of place. The longer she thought about it the more confused she got. Dammit this was hurting her head, like severely. "Give me a minute please." Stepping away she sat down on one of the weight benches. Dropping her head into her hands she tried to shut off the noise in her head. Despite not having much of a voice she did let out a soft groan as she grit her teeth.

Jack was completely confused right now. He had no idea what he was going to do with her. She was not speaking sense at all. She seemed to be gibbering honestly. "Just tell me what is going on. Why the sudden interest in me?"

Jack was completely confused right now. He had no idea what he was going to do with her. She was not speaking sense at all. She seemed to be gibbering honestly. "Just tell me what is going on. Why the sudden interest in me?"

Jack was asking her questions, Estella could hear that. But she was more occupied by the torrent in her mind. A bunch of memories that made no sense were being dug up. It was like she wasn't in them. It was Jack and... someone else. It was hard to cope with. Things began to clear up once her mind stopped fighting the things that were out of place. She had to have been the other person there. How else would she have seen it. The sudden relief actually pushed her further to believe that the memories were hers. Opening her eyes she looked back up. There were actually a few tears shed from the pain. Wiping them away she grinned sheepishly. "Well that hurt like hell." She focused on Jack again. He had asked a question, and a slightly odd sounding one now. "Sudden? I donno about sudden. You are my brother after all."

Flood walked around school listening to various people question the events that took place this morning. "I kinda wish I had been the person to do this. I have some pretty good ideas now though. Hair Dye huh?" He commented to himself as he walked down the hall. He saw a man walk into the principal's office and lock the door behind him. He walked towards the door and began listening to the conversation.