Connor nodded, helping Austin up, grabbing his pack, slinging it over his shoulder, and walking out of the cafeteria. Now that it was over, he had to stop his hands from shaking, he had been ready to use his suit on John. That reminded him of the red mist, of attacking Kijani, of throwing Ben. Yes, John was a jerk, but it wasn't as if he had caused a war. 

"You two need dry clothes" he said, keeping his voice steady

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Kalimda tried to do so, even with the emotions calmed from the caferteria it was hard. Because she still had them, the echos of the emotions, in her. She breath in and out slowly, digging her finger nails into the skin of her palms. 

"Why do men make everything complocated?" She couldn't be sure it was men fighting, but she was positive,

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Phoebe was glad that was over with. She was also glad they didnt get wet. She returned to her food, "I suppose five months without big thing like that is reasonable at this school"