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Sunday morning was a half-clouded sky and subtle chill, a strange reversal of the dreary weather Crimen Culpae 1 had been experiencing all month. The Director was down in the containment chambers that day with Fredric and Rosa, overseeing tests of a shifter mage whose abilities had great potential and whose attitude warranted heavy sedation.

At the moment, Hector was on standby with an enlarged Miranda blocking the exit, in case the student somehow escaped the 13 suppression cuffs they had strapped to his arms and legs. Genevieve and Ethan stood nearby as well, one ready to contain and the other ready to detonate within the field.

They were ready this time, unlike with Rain, and when the silver anklet clasped tightly around the boy's dark ankle, the young girl snapped a blue field around the bed on which they had the unfortunate student shackled, a ball of light condensing in Ethan's hand as well. 

There was no need for fear that they would lose the student this time, however. The enhancement provided by the anklet dispersed an intangible green trail of [i]something[/i] through the air and the wisping bits of power drifted through the force field unhindered, sliding further upward and into the ceiling.

It was Rosa who squinted after the shimmering trails suspiciously, activating her power and finding that, much to her horror, the spells had gravitated to the strongest of the students at the school--or, rather, the strongest [i]potentially[/i], drawn to that specter of power that made them so special in the first place.

Lawrence became a golden retriever. 

Grant, a blue koala. 

Chris, a white cow.

Callan, a green kangaroo.

Kusari, a red python.

Marcus, a tawny lynx.

Siena, a bird of paradise.

Christmas, a blond chinchilla.

Brent, a poofy Pomeranian.

Sophia, a brown owl.

Lily, a yellow bluejay.

Emma, a purple frog.

Sander, a large bloodhound.

Zoe, an angry giraffe.

Hazel, a pink goat.

Angel, a crow.

Allison, a large bat.

Ernie, a hairless mole rat.

Gregory, a long-haired Dachshund.

[color f7976a]"Freddy, I think we're, uh, gonna need to put them somewhere safe for a while--the new kids."[/color]

[color f7976a]"No. Please. You're joking."[/color] The taller man sighed and called for the guards, knowing full well Rosa [i]wasn't[/i] joking.

Before long, all the new animals were gathered at Ground Zero, most of them cuffless and under heavy watch.

[color f7976a]"You guys can do what you want around here, and we have some food laid out nearby, but until we can get those cuffs back on you, don't try leaving Ground Zero!"[/color] Fredric announced to the group of unhappy animals. Catching some of the birds had been easy enough with large nets, but the giraffe had really given them some trouble.

Not to mention they still had their powers despite their new forms and a few were starting to vaguely follow animal instincts, sniffing at the ground and pawing aggressively at the loose bits of concrete.

He thought he remembered Rosa saying there was--at most--a 24-hour limit. Honestly, he hoped they'd turn back to normal way, way before then.

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LOL.

LOL.

LOL.

8D

Happy April Frog Day.
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