Mary was hyperventilating around a corner of the school. There were so many males outside she wanted to scream. And not in a good way. The thought of one of them spotting her made her breath quicken. She was pale as a ghost, and was covered with a thick scarf, a sweater, and loosely fitting jeans. She would not let herself succumb to the heat, she had to hide all of her lower body from the males that continued to gather. She prayed she would be able to find a nice, female, and fantastic weapon that would suit her justly.

Mary calmed herself by looking through the massive chunk of keys that hung around her hip. She had a belt that she tied the keys to, she thought it made a pleasing noise when she walked. She hadn't figured out what they opened quite yet, but maybe it would unlock something in the DWMA? Hopefully so. She peered around the corner and paled harshly when she spotted all the boys that were around. She wasn't going to survive.