The bursting lights coupled with the spray from the sprinklers caused confused milling about to gave way -more or less- to panic amidst the charges and a few of the less level-minded of the staff. Those who did keep their senses began directing everyone outside -at least the nearest fire door was free from requiring a card reader; free from the jerky behaviour of all other doors. [color=#7393B3]"Follow your carers,"[/color] Xavier encouraged a couple of the more scared youngsters, offering a smile. [color=#7393B3]"It'll be fine out there."[/color]

Jean had managed to erect a forcefield following the first light burst in their immediate area, shortly into the sprinklers, her trained-mind acting almost on reflex. She'd extended it beyond herself, but was relieved to see everyone exiting; using her powers even this much in tandem with this degree of "psychic nausea" was a dizzying experience. Even still, she concentrated on everyone leaving, her eyes landing on each young mutant, almost like she were counting.

Xavier's attention reverted her way, but shifted to the side where the administrator and researchers had still been talking amongst themselves, but now seemed on the cusp of moving. But not towards the fire door; to somewhere else within the facility. [color=#7393B3]"Excuse me, Director Becker."[/color] He wheeled back over, projecting his authoritative voice only as much as necessary above the din. [color=#7393B3]"Perhaps we could go outside as well and you can tell me what has happened here?"[/color] He knew what he'd overheard, he could dip into their minds to find out more, but it could be beneficial to see first what a person would or wouldn't divulge themselves.

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Out by a far end of the building, Cyclops was realizing he'd made an error. Nearly a critical one; still with that potential. 

He should've observed and sized up this kid a little while before engaging. He might've then noticed the gun [i]before[/i] it was pointed at him. His body tensed readily.

[color=#0096FF]"I'm not in the habit of letting someone go off with a gun,"[/color] he stated calmly, though he didn't like what he saw in her face. The self-preservation was to be expected, and made things dangerous enough. But this kid gave off a vibe more of intent than panic. [color=#0096FF]"You look smart,"[/color] he stated, slowly raising his arm about mid-way up, gesturing to her with an open hand, [color=#0096FF]"how about we think this through?"[/color] He raised his hand, still slow, the rest of the way to the side of his head.

He actually had the ability to release his blast without touching his visor, thanks to pressure pads within his gloves. However, he couldn't adjust the intensity that way and wasn't about to shoot a kid at the level it was currently set on.