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To Rise, First You Must Burn.

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Consciousness came back slowly to Headmaster Rachel Grey-Ramsey. The pain hit her faster. She groaned softly as her head and shoulder throbbed. She could sense all the chaos happening around the school, but her mind was too muddled to make sense of it. She reached up and pulled books and cracked shelving off her head and shoulders.

She knew she needed to be up and moving to protect the children. She wasn't helped by a cascade of wood and paper into her lap.

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Okay so running across the pond may have been a bad idea, more so when her strength gave out halfway through and... well those feather wings of hers? Are nothing like a duck's feathers! She's just out of reach of the bullets though and apparently not being picked up by the Sentinels who seemed to forget she was there. Coming to the surface of the pond she bit back a cry of main, the pond may be pure water, but ugh, not as clean as the pool and she's got open wounds.

The small girl splayed the damaged wings out to help keep her afloat at least. Looking back at the shore she had come from she was glad to see she hadn't killed anyone. Sure they were frozen in pillars of ice, but thee were able to breathe, moving other than that... well would take a few flame throwers to thaw them out. One of the teachers could deal with it. For now, the little clone just wanted a ton of pain killers and a nice long nap.

Sputtering when her head went under the water she figured, no more shooting should be safe to come out of the water right? Easier said than done... She barely kicked back to the surface, her wings making it impossible to get to the shore. "Okay, not good..." She splashed under again....

Fred had yet to go back inside, believing that remains outdoors was the most prudent course of action at the moment. That was when his enhanced hearing picked up what sounded like..splashing? He turned to look in the direction of the sound, his eyes making out a winged-form struggling to stay afloat. While Fred was no altruist..even he wasn't going to let a child drown. He ran toward the pond, picking up speed quickly as his long legs covered ground quickly. He slid forward to the edge, plunging an arm in, his hand reaching for the struggling form.

THe wing he managed to snag was ice cold. She wasn't shivering, but the pond was still icing up from the panicked clone.

"Ow!" Fred you happen to have the wing with two decent sized bullet holes in it. At least they hit the wings not her. Though her splashing did stop somewhat, she was trying not to pull whomever had her in with her. Wouldn't do to freeze someone trying to help. "They're still jerkcicles right?"

"Pardon," he said in simple apology, bringing his other hand under shoulder and gently easing her out of the water. "If you are referring to the frozen Purifiers in the distance, than yes."

"Just making sure I did see it right." She let him help her and knelt by the edge of the water looking at her wing. "Man, Headmistress is probably going to be pissed I gave them bad cases of frost bite... After the fiasco with gliding through the foyer... I'll be lucky if I'm not grounded until I graduate."

MOving either wing right now would be a pain, but she might be able to stand at least. "T-thanks for pulling me out. Seems I can't do ice slides when wounded and panicking," Hey he wasn't armed, not like she'd tell him too much, but she could at least be nice, drowning would have been embarrassing! Her dads both wouldn't have had that problem right?

"Huh, if you're a new student, every day's not like this."

"Considering you were fighting for your survival, I believe she will be lenient," he surmised, not really understanding why she'd be in trouble.

"You are welcome. And no, not a student, more of a long-term guest."

"Yeah, which could have gone better. Just hope that it bought others time to get to safe rooms." She got to her feet looking at him carefully. "You probably should be in them too if you're a guest." She managed to fold one wing slightly.

"Stupid wings, not big enough to fly with, and lousy like this... You'd think they would have put something a little more helpful in combat into the mix." The last bit was muttered low, mostly to herself. "We should get inside, check on the damage right?" She really didn't know protocol, but that sounded like something her dads would do. Check on the younger students, though not many were younger than she was, and get orders from someone who knew more.

"I'm Bobbi by the way. Probably heard some of the others yell that out when I'm kicking a ball around."

"Since the bulk of the attack appeared to be directed at the buildings themselves, it seemed more prudent of me to remain out here," he explained.

He glanced at her, noting her sorry state. Feeling a moment of compassion, he removed the Purifier dagger from his jacket and offered it to her. "In case you need to defend yourself. I have enough natural weapons to not require it."

"Friedrich," he said by way of introduction, "but Fred is acceptable. So..Bobbi, you believe going back inside is advisable?"

"That would be because that's where most of us were. They attacked us during classes." She pouted.

Though when he handed her the knife she looked at it puzzled. "I... Can't fight with this. I'd kill someone. I don't want to risk it. I don't care if they're trying to kill me, they're really bad at it."

Looking towards the buildings she thought a moment. "We should at least get away from them. I don't know how long they'll be jerkcicles. Pretty sure they won't be enjoying a sunny beach the rest of the season though. dead skin and salt water can't be a good combination."

"If that is your preference," he accepted, taking the knife back. "Then perhaps it would be advisable for you to stay close to me so as not to incur further damage."

He looked questioningly at her. "Then you wish to leave the campus?"

She nodded, though shook her head at leaving.

"No, we should find one of the adults. I'd rather know what to do next with them telling us than flounder around. Maybe get to the infirmary to at least clean these wounds. I don't want to get them infected too much." She bit her lip at that thought, she likes her limited flight, being grounded full time would suck.

"Very well. Can you walk?"

"Yeah, I can." She bit her lip. "And I should be able to shield us if there are more guns. They haven't hit me yet, well at least too vital."

"Nevertheless, let's be cautious and proceed," he suggested.

She nodded. "Okay, let's go." She moved to head for the main building figuring that would be where everyone would gather. "You cool with this Fred? I mean with just checking in with the adults."

He followed after her, but took smaller steps so as not to outpace her.

"There is logic in what you say. I have no objection."

"Good I was worried I was just sounding like a baby wanting to find the others." She was careful not to bump her wing too much.

She was keeping a look out as well, because she really didn't want to get caught off guard.

"There is strength in numbers." He sniffed the air, checking for foreign scents and familiar ones.

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