To Rise, First You Must Burn.

[nohoundsallowed]

((OOC Note: This immediately follows this post and continues it on.))

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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[nohoundsallowed]

Rachel reached up and caressed Doug's cheek. She understood his feelings; she felt them through their psychic rapport. "Something already has. I was the first shot for them. I will be the last shot for us. Even if I have to do nothing but gesture grandly while the other adults clean up."

[talk_to_you]

Doug managed a small smile. "Go get 'em, babe."

[nohoundsallowed]

Her hand dropped away, and Rachel gave Doug a quick peck on the cheek. "I'll be back. I promise."

With the best of assurances that she could give given, the Headmaster of Xavier's headed for the door. She took in a deep breath and focused. The redhead was unaware of the physical thrum of power starting to emanate from her.