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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[iced_cherub]

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.

[dark_scion]

"Very well. Can you walk?"

[iced_cherub]

"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."

[dark_scion]

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

[iced_cherub]

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."

[dark_scion]

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."

[iced_cherub]

"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.

[dark_scion]

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