[u][i]Adam Leo Blackmore, & Dana Lucille Alcott.[/i][/u] --- Adam listened to Aislin's story with open ears. That was the most he could do as he wasn't attentive enough to stop her. He looked down at her, his professional glare never escaping her. How could he be so foolish to assume these children would sit tight [i]after[/i] being healed? How could he assume someone would stop them? But, ah, that was the problem. He [i]assumed[/i] too much when he needed to take action himself. Nonetheless, it was time to rectify that. He listened to Aislin, casually crossing his arms. Her problem came when she went out by herself without telling anymore. She should have left it to him. She should have stayed put. But what's done is done. Ms. Rose would certainly stop herself from snooping around again, but he had to keep the rather cold comments to himself. However, once Aislin continued, her story about what happened... Adam's heart sank. She ran into a strange man that almost killed her, and it all ended with Luis getting killed himself. This was completely unacceptable! Strange men on the island was one thing, but they were threatening students. Adam should have went out to look for this woman, instead of leaving it up to Aislin, but he never expected her to run into a maniac. Oh, God. It was worse than what Dana thought it was. As she listened to the story, she ended up playing with her fingers nervously. It was truly foolish of Aislin to go down there alone, but Dana Alcott never leaves a friend to go it alone. If only Dana was there sooner, she could have apprehended this man. There was no way in hell that he would be able to compete with Dana. She could have stopped him! She could have... No. She [i]couldn't[/i] have done anything. Dana let out a sigh as she looked down at the floor - [i]What a beautiful rug...[/i] She was too slow, and she abandoned her friends in the hospital. Through her glasses a small tear rolled down her cheek to her jawline. But - [i]I will wipe my own tears[/i]. With a hand she slid it against her healthy skin, and wiped the tear dry. It was like it wasn't there. "Aislin..." She started off, speaking valiantly. "I was not there for you before, but I promise you I will [i]not[/i] leave your side until it's over." And that was a promise Dana intended on keeping. Adam immediately got off from the table, and stood valiantly over the two women. "Ms. Rose," He started off, taking his glasses off for a second to brush this. "This is completely unacceptable. I will not stand by and let my students be put in danger like this." He immediately pulled out a cellphone, pressing speed-dial to get in contact with the Headmaster immediately. While the phone rung,  "Pick up, dammit..." Adam hissed into his phone, before turned towards the girls. "Girls, the school is going on lockdown." "Really...? This was the first time it's happened in like... years." Dana remembered the first time she's experienced the school went into lock down... It was a scary experience for everyone. Dana never wanted it to happen again. "Yes, Ms. Alcott, and it's [i]necessary [/i]for another one." Adam replied sternly. Thank God, he got through to the Headmaster. He raised a wrinkled finger up to the two girls. "Mr. Dellamorte. We have a situation. The island has been compromised. Mhm, yessir. A student has been attacked in the caves, her name is Aislin Rose. I want a security detail sent there immediately. Ms. Rose is-" A thunderous crash roared through the school and loudly impacted the school. Where ever this energy hit, it definitely didn't miss it's mark. The lights went out mid-sentence and provided a rude interruption to the conversation. Adam jolted as the power shut off, and darkness filled his vision. Eyes wide open. "Good lord!" Adam let out the noise. He knew this office like the back of his hand, so it didn't take too much effort to hobble over to the window and peak out of it. He shuffled aside the blinds and peaked out, he squinted. "It seems that the power has gone out school wide...." He observed. "... This is no good." The lightning strike caused Dana to loudly yelp. Naturally, she immediately shifted into her alternate form. Since there was no way for anyone to see her at this given moment. "... You think?" Dana replied blankly - though her ghostly voice removed all manner of speech from her words. "Aislin, can you shine a light on me?" She asked Aislin. Adam turned the brightness on his own phone up by a little bit. "Everyone stick with me" --- [u][i]Theresa Sindel Obott.[/i][/u] --- Daaayum, that's one large pill. For one large croco. [i]Bet that wasn't the biggest thing you've put in your mouth![/i] Theresa tried to get her usual back and forth going with Henry, but she just wasn't feeling it right now. It was something about the mood, and Rosette being annoying, that just ruined the whole flow. And she couldn't get back into it! She let out a sigh, then tried to keep eating the food... A weird feeling crept up her throat from her stomach. A sickening feeling, which made her stop next-to-instantly. She immediately cupped her mouth with both hands. Trying her damn near best to fight the feeling down, letting out a short cough. It felt like she was losing this fight. God dammit, not now, not here. She needed food to keep her damn metabolism going, she'll [i]die[/i] if she keeps vomiting. Right when she felt like she was at her breaking point, she managed to fight it all down. Still, she felt queasy. Very nauseated. For now, she was going to cut the food intake down for a few. Just because she was about to projectile vomit over everyone here. Then she'll have to start eating again! Though, with all this coughing, she most likely put a [i]bit[/i] of her narcotic into the air. One cough or sneeze was enough to put a noticeable amount into the air. She'd appreciate it if her power is kept as much of a secret as possible. Henry knew - But she can trust Henry. Rosette? Well, not so much. Fortunately her trusty purple scarf was waiting right here for her. She quickly wrapped it around her face, and tightened it into a thick knot behind her head. The teen let out one sigh, one hand was being used to grasp her stomach. She had been ignoring the conversation so far. But she had heard Rosette get a little bit too chatty. Most of what Rosette said was ignored by Tess. Because Jesus. This woman, personality-wise, was odd as all hell, and just as annoying. When you put those two together, and add in talking-too-much, you got yourself a droll human being in general! However, Rosette was kind enough to apologize. Maybe, just maybe, Theresa was [i]annoying[/i] Rosette. There wasn't any reason to reject Rosette's apology, other than saying that the little woman-child was being annoying herself. Heh. Whatever gets the ball rolling and allows her to keep having fun. She tried to reply, but she still felt a little sick. Her mouth moved, but before she could let out the first word, she let out a quiet cough. Feeling absolutely worse. "... It's, uh, cool. I only wanted to fool around. Let off steam, you know..." Exactly what it came down to in Theresa's eyes. That whole incident required some fun. Just fun. Maybe it was at the expense of Rosette, but no one was getting hurt here (Unless over-twisted panties counted as an injury...). ... And of course Henry had to recap what happened. Rather liberally she might add. With a brief roll of her eyes, Theresa sunk back into her chair, her lower body going underneath the table, she was twiddling her thumbs. She was trying to ignore the conversation, and think happy thoughts. Puppies! Kittens! Sunshiiiine! Whatever didn't depress her. Though, one thing had caught her ears: the identity of the big bad monster that attacked Aislin. Henry didn't exactly say [i]who[/i] it was, but he said that it was a student transformed. Theresa herself didn't exactly catch what happened after the incident (She had guessed that a healer came by). She didn't think too much about it (Trying to forget it all), but she had guessed it was another meta-human. There's not an animal in existence that is close to it. But man. What a hell. Forced to become a beast and kill people... Or at least that's what Theresa thought. For all she knew, the guy/gal wanted this. Whatever, the reason, Theresa was going to give this mystery person the benefit of the doubt and keep her distance.... ... There's no way in high hell Theresa is going anywhere near this beast-student. Henry's story went over Rosette's head. She didn't react to it even in the slightest and just went on to talking about herself. Which was preeeetty weird, since she was the chick who was asking how he got injured. Ask a question then forget about it a second later? Suuuure. Theresa had to roll her eyes. She sat here awkwardly realizing that she was sitting here playing with her thumbs. Doing piss all nothing. That wasn't right. But enough of that. Theresa listened to Rosette's little story about how she got thrown in the slammer. Pttf. Tess never even seen the detention center, because she was such a [i]classy act[/i] that she never came close to being sent there. Except for those few times she spiked Adam's coffee. Oh boy was he pissed! But, hey, it was worth it. Still, Rosette's story made Theresa think even less of her. She threatened someone's life...? Whoa, that's escalating it a little too quickly. She thought that the guy [i]probably[/i] freaked out because he knew that she was a Meta-human. One of the most dangerous people on the planet. He probably thought that she would splatter him against the wall. Even Theresa herself had a dangerous power if she used it  right (At the same time, it could be helpful. Helping Aislin was an example of that). Of course, these thoughts were kept to herself. Merely because she wasn't exactly the type who'd give someone a good dressing down. "Heh, you know, show me a pig that can fly, then I'll believe a grown man was scared of a little itty bitty-" Unfortunately the crash of lightning caused her little poke at Rosette to be cut short. She let out a quiet squeal before grasping her mouth. Jesus, she was about to vomit again! She tried to hold it in and hope that the surprise doesn't make her do something she'll regret. 'Something she'll regret' being vomiting all over the place. She held it in one last time, before letting out a sigh of relief. It's about time that she finds a trash can, or a toilet, or a... ... Oh, yeah, the lights are off. Darkness. Darkness far as Theresa's eye can see. Fortunately the sudden surprise of darkness was nullified a bit by the battle with her own gut. "Oh boy." Theresa bluntly, devoid of all emotions, "I have taken many close and precise observations, found plenty of clues clues, made many deductions, pieced together this puzzle, and I can safely announce..." she paused for dramatic flare, "... that it's really dark in here."