Katherin grunted when Flood hit her. The breath was temporarily knocked out of her but luckily she wasn't hurt. She lay there trying to catch her breath and seeing stars. She head Makoto laughing. She didn't know how the girl could laugh. They looked like idiots all covered in paint. Then she looked at them and joined in the laughter. "Well this is one way to add color to my day. Not what I was think but its one solution." She shook her head. "Now I have to change. I don't want to go to Mimic's class like this...actually..." She paused to consider the idea.

Makoto's laugh fizzled out as she turned to face Katherin, the large smile still stretching across her face. She waited for Katherin to explain her comment, prompting her by saying; "What? What have you thought of?" Makoto couldn't help but notice that the students around the trio were not happy with the paint splatter. Many had in fact stormed off. She wondered if they were going to get into trouble if a teacher walked this deep into the cafeteria.

Flood looked at the both of them. "Sorry about that." He watched the students storm off and his smile shrunk a little but he began laughing when everyone else laughed. "You guys might want to go change, class will be starting soon." He began taking his jacket off to reveal another clean black jacket underneath. His jacket was the only thing not covered with paint.

Kagerou listened silently and patiently. There was quite a lot of information in what Connor said. It actually answered a lot of questions she had. Not knowing who Wallar is though was something she would need to clear up. Every little bit of information could be useful in helping out Kijani. After a couple moments of silence Kagerou sighed ever so slightly. "Well it sounds like I have my work cut out for me. But this kind of thing has never been easy. I don't expect that Kijani will be very accepting of my help, but I will be serving at an official capacity for the academy. So I will not be coming out of the blue. I can produce the papers stating as such if need be. You will find that many of the senior members can vouch for me." She was just getting up to speed with everything going on at this school. There was so much to do and not enough time in the day to do it. She was going to have to pick and choose carefully. "Kijani may not be the only one I see. I've been informed of a lot of stressing events that I'm sure have put some other students on edge. So she needn't feel like I'm singling her out. But her actions make it clear that attention is needed for the immediate future. If she asks you about me then be honest. Whatever it is you think of me." Satisfied that Connor would keep a close eye on Kijani she made her way out. Waiting around in the room would only raise more questions as to who she was and why she was hovering around. Better to be introduced as a teacher than just some random person watching awkwardly. "Don't worry Connor. We'll find the girl you've caught glimpses of." And with that she left. There really was a lot to do. Next on her list was Nicholas. He appeared to be out and about already despite the events of the other day. For now she would watch from a distance. Following her senses he turned out to be in the cafeteria. None too surprising he was with his sister and another girl. Estella as she recalled. A returning student, an alien with telepathic abilities. Funny how that seems to be a common trait among extraterrestrials. She had lost her memory and was having some trouble figuring things out. But from here they all appeared to be doing fairly well and seemed to find each other on top of it. The last one that she wanted to check on was Jack. Word was he had lost his twin brother which had to be a difficult thing to cope with. Since these two looked like they were doing alright she went to find the other.

"What? What have you thought of?" Makoto couldn't help but notice that the students around the trio were not happy with the paint splatter. Many had in fact stormed off. She wondered if they were going to get into trouble if a teacher walked this deep into the cafeteria.

Katherin smiled at Makoto. "I was considering if going to Mimic's class covered in paint might give me an advantage." She answered with a smile. She doubted it. Mimic wasnt the kind to notice a student attire. She climbed to her feet. "Came on Makoto. If we're going to change we have to hurry." She held her hands out to the other girl.

Connor sighed as she left, and shifted slightly, carefully so he wouldn't wake Kijani, and looked down at her, hoping she was resting well, and wondered what he could do. ----- Phoebe smiled, "Thank you. No I don't feel like I'm just an observe" She said, with a laugh, and leaned back slightly

Flood looked at the both of them. "Sorry about that." He watched the students storm off and his smile shrunk a little but he began laughing when everyone else laughed. "You guys might want to go change, class will be starting soon." He began taking his jacket off to reveal another clean black jacket underneath. His jacket was the only thing not covered with paint.

Katherin smiled at Makoto. "I was considering if going to Mimic's class covered in paint might give me an advantage." She answered with a smile. She doubted it. Mimic wasnt the kind to notice a student attire. She climbed to her feet. "Came on Makoto. If we're going to change we have to hurry." She held her hands out to the other girl.

Makoto took Katherin's hands and hoisted herself up. She accepted Flood's apology. "I guess it just wasn't meant for me to wear these clothes today."Makoto joked, thinking back to earlier in the morning when the sprinklers had gone off. She had one change of clothing, she hoped that these clothes would not be stained to last her until she could accumulate more clothing to wear.

Connor sighed as she left, and shifted slightly, carefully so he wouldn't wake Kijani, and looked down at her, hoping she was resting well, and wondered what he could do. ----- Phoebe smiled, "Thank you. No I don't feel like I'm just an observe" She said, with a laugh, and leaned back slightly

"Hello Phoebe..." Nicholas communicated to Phoebe his hand on his lap looking over to her.

Phoebe smiled, "Hey" She said, then let out a sigh, "I suppose afternoon classes are sstill on" She said, musingly "We should go to them. It seems like we haven't had many of them lately'

<Snipped quote by Z2010Deadmeat> "Of course you will." They'd probably gravitate to him besides, all that moral integrity and kindness practically radiated off him. "And I'm sure I can make time for that, how traumatic for your poor partner." She teased with a grin. "Come, let's head to the cafeteria. It would be nice to eat something before having to endure Mimic."

"Sounds good to me cousin" Kaden said at the prospect of food. "I haven't had the chance to eat yet. I could use a quick snack before our first class starts shortly." He said following her down the halls towards the cafeteria.

Phoebe smiled, "Hey" She said, then let out a sigh, "I suppose afternoon classes are still on" She said, musingly "We should go to them. It seems like we haven't had many of them lately'

"Do you know what our next class is?I hope it does not make move too much..." Nicholas communicate with Phoebe,He his hands on his lap looking around for Devika.

<Snipped quote by Caits> "Do you know what our next class is?I hope it does not make move too much..." Nicholas communicate with Phoebe,He his hands on his lap looking around for Devika.

Devika headed back toward the school building. She really didn't want to go, but what choice did she have? Near one of the doors, she passed a group of students. Five steps later, she stopped short and did a double take. "...Nicholas?" Her eyes widened with obvious concern and she rushed over. "Nick, what- what happened?"

<Snipped quote by Eviledd1984> Devika headed back toward the school building. She really didn't want to go, but what choice did she have? Near one of the doors, she passed a group of students. Five steps later, she stopped short and did a double take. "...Nicholas?" Her eyes widened with obvious concern and she rushed over. "Nick, what- what happened?"

Nicholas was taken a little bit on Devika coming so soon much sooner then he would like too but could not complain he got to see her,He shook his head letting out a child like moan pointing to his mouth now pointing to Estella wanting her to link they so he tell her what happened to him.This time he didn't feel shame but in a way felt excited to see her once more.

As Devika came over, Phoebe rose, and said softly "there was a hit of an accident" no need to tell the whole story now. "He seems to have trouble speaking st the moment, amoung other things"

As Devika came over, Phoebe rose, and said softly "there was a hit of an accident" no need to tell the whole story now. "He seems to have trouble speaking st the moment, amoung other things"

Nicholas frowned at this a little but let out a soft sigh his hands on his notebook and pen still in his hand,"But i want to tell her..." He communicated to Phoebe now keeping a level head.

Seeing that Nick couldn't speak for himself Estella took the opportunity to communicate to Devika's mind like the others. "Sorry if I am intruding. Nicholas cannot speak right now but I can communicate his thoughts to you if you would like. I guess I am his interpreter of sorts." Well at least she was able to be useful for once. So far she had felt rather useless up until this point.

After Connor hangs up on him, Anthony stares blankly at his reflection on the screen of his phone. The ever alert, positively furious eyes staring back at him seem completely out of place when framed by a haggard face, disheveled hair, and the baggy eyelids of a man who hadn't slept for days. Stark, he mutters quietly, somehow you've always lived up to my expectations, so don't fail me now. And God help you if you do." He stands up, joints creaking in protest, and stares at his latest creation as it lays motionless on a cold, sterile, metal table. Worst case scenario, I've rectified at least one of my mistakes. As John finishes teaching a body sparring class, his cell phone starts buzzing intently and continues for a solid five minutes. With a sigh, he dismisses the students and walks to his desk. After a quick glance at the phone, his face grows pale and he rushes to the nurse's station. Bursting through the door , he looks around wildly and asks no one in particular, "Where is she?"

Seeing that Nick couldn't speak for himself Estella took the opportunity to communicate to Devika's mind like the others. "Sorry if I am intruding. Nicholas cannot speak right now but I can communicate his thoughts to you if you would like. I guess I am his interpreter of sorts." Well at least she was able to be useful for once. So far she had felt rather useless up until this point.

After Connor hung up on him, Anthony stares blankly at his reflection on the screen of his phone. The ever alert, positively furious eyes staring back at him seem completely out of place when framed by a haggard face, disheveled hair, and the baggy eyelids of a man who hadn't slept for days. Stark, he mutters quietly, somehow you've always lived up to my expectations, so don't fail me now. And God help you if you do." He stands up, joints creaking in protest, and stares at his latest creation as it lays motionless on a cold, sterile, metal table. Worst case scenario, I've rectified one of my mistakes. As John finishes teaching a body sparring class, his cell phone starts buzzing intently and continues for a solid five minutes. With a sigh, he dismisses the students and walks to his desk. After a quick glance at the phone, his face grows pale and he rushes to the nurse's station. Bursting through the door , he looks around wildly and asks no one in particular, "Where is she?"

Devika nodded to Estella, blinking a few times in obvious confusion. It was odd, hearing someone else in her mind. "Very well, then." She hoped the telepath wouldn't get any sort of weird feedback from her empathy. "Nick, please, tell me what happened. It seems that only today you were helping me in the gym, and-" She reached to touch him, and stopped herself. With a faint sigh, she tightened her glove, steeled herself, and laid her hand over Nicholas'. "Please, what can I do to help?" --- Kijani groaned low in her sleep, her body trying to fight. Connor was strapped to a lab table. The acrid stink of fresh blood, and the nauseating, overwhelming odor of bleach was making Kijani choke for breath. Connor was crying, Connor was yelling at her. "Kijani, why? Why did you let this happen? How could you do this to me?!" Kijani couldn't move, couldn't avert her eyes. "Why? Why?! WHY? WHY?! WHY?!" Kijani jerked awake in her sleep, thrashing, fighting. The room was hospital white, and she smelled medicine, and that was all her mind needed to throw her into panic mode. She started to scream, and everything with paper bigger than a business card started to move violently.

Nicholas then proceeded to tell her about him being brainwashed by his father to attack Wayne,Pheobe and his mother,Then he told her that his father was planning to use him to kill Wayne and his mother.He finished talking his eyes looking down at the ground in a little bit of shame even though it was not his fault.

Hearing the commotion, John zeros in on Kijani's location and runs to her side. He partially powers up and as thick, white tendrils start to cover his arms, tentacles shoot out to harmlessly restrain Kijani's limbs. "Shhh, calm down Princess. Everything's gonna be just fine. Your boyfriend is still here, and I'm here to help you recover." Anthony kicks the leg of the table, eliciting a small jerk from the otherwise motionless experiment. "It's show time. Go get dressed." Anthony takes long strides, trying to stretch out his limbs after days of being seated in a chair. He heads up to his bathroom and begins to take a long shower, hoping the hot water would help clear his head.