[u][i]Theresa Sindel Obott.[/i][/u] --- [i]Of course[/i] Ms. Delayed aging [i]had[/i] to be a stick in the mud. Theresa didn't even try to hide the roll of her eyes. But at the same time she kept that cheeky smile on her face. She grabbed a fork, and pointed it at Rosette, "You don't know how to take a joke, now do ya?" Theresa personally didn't understand Rosette's problems. It was hard for her to handle emotional situations, not in the way of sociopathy, but she just couldn't handle it. Which is why she chooses to block them out as much as possible. She only wanted to fool around. Which is why she's only going to continue joking. "I know you got shafted by the power stick, a [i]little[/i], heh." Her tone was somewhat amused, almost to the point of mocking. That smile didn't help. "We're all kids deep down, you know?" --- [u][i]Dana Lucille Alcott, & Adam Leo Blackmore.[/i][/u] --- This was hard... Making Aislin do all of this. She watched someone die, and she now has to repeat all of it. Right to Adam. But someone has to do it, unfortunately. That atrocity must not go unreported. No matter what happens, Dana will be behind Aislin the whole time. "I will be there..." Dana whispered. When Aislin went into the hospital, Dana disappeared in a whip of speed. Of course, she wasn't abandoning Ms. Rose, she was looking for a way to get out of this monstrous skin, and into a wheel chair. The school wouldn't mind if she borrowed one for a little while... Just the person Adam was looking for just walked in. He gave her a tentative look. Things didn't seem quite right with her. Her expression, her mood, the way she spoke... Through years upon years, Adam was easily able to tell when something was wrong with a student. He stood straight up, and looked down at her. "... Ms. Rose, where have you been, I've been worried about you." That's when Aislin said that she needed to have a talk with him, in private. He knew that this would be important. He nodded his head and he turned his head to his previous guest. "Atticus, excuse me for a moment." He took a step away from Atitcus and gave the area one hard look. She mentioned Dana, but that woman was no where in sight. Thus, he had to ask Aislin, "Where is Ms. Alcott?" "... Here." Dana said as she rolled into the room on one of the hospital's wheelchairs, seemingly on cue. Right when she rolled into the room, she was already human, and it felt refreshing. Being the person she honestly is felt great. She rolled up to Adam and looked straight up at him. Wrapping her fingers around each other. She was shaking, and for good reason. There was the thought of what happened, and she was trying her best to keep it suppressed. Adam calmly folded his hands behind him, and briefly got on his tip-toes. "Very well...." He stated. With both Ms. Rose, and Ms. Alcott here, there was no need to remain in the hospital. Holding that position, Adam took steps towards the exit. "Follow me." He commanded as he walked. He deployed a large black umbrella, which was large enough to cover both of the ladies he's with if they stay close enough. He knew the best place to have this talk. His office in the training hall. The place where he had hundreds of talks before. He knew exactly where it was. Aislin behind him probably would not, generally confused as to where he's going - Dana talked to him in his office. It wasn't long before he got there, the training hall was usually busy at this hour, but his office was kept locked at all times. The moment he stepped into the lobby, Adam unfurled that umbrella and stepped down another hallway. The ones that lead away from the fast paced and exciting training halls. Adam reached a curious door that had a nametag saying [i]ADAM BLACKMORE, HEAD POWER INSTRUCTOR[/i] Bringing to his march to a halt, what came next was fairly simple. He opened the door after putting a golden key inside. He held the door open for the two girls a second after turning on the lights. The room was rather large, and robust. The walls were made out of a hard wood, which was expertly crafted and very professional. For a very professional man. There was a blue rug in the middle of the room with a ebony-wood desk placed on top of it. Opposite to the door would be the massive square window Adam uses to keep track of the school. With both sides of the room being stacked with file cabinets. Adam leaned up against his desk. "What do you need to discuss?"