Aya sat on her bed in the Reformist building, typing away at her laptop resting in front of her. Textbooks lay open on either side, and every now and then she'd glance over at one for reference. Sadly, the life of a student didn't stop for something as trivial as witnessing a murder and going into hiding. Her teachers had been appraised of the situation and were of course understanding, allowing Aya to miss class and just study and turn in assignments on her own. She was just thankful that she wasn't enrolled in any lab courses this semester. When exam time came around though, Aya wasn't sure what she was going to do. She just had to make it through the rest of this semester, and then she'd… what, withdraw from college and move back to Hawaii? 

Aya sighed, leaning away from her laptop and running a hand over her face. It was bad enough she'd had to quit her job at the flower shop. She supposed she'd just have to figure things out.

A shudder ran through her.

[color=mediumspringgreen][i]That was… odd[/i][/color]

Suddenly she was feeling very uneasy. At least, more uneasy than usual since this had all started. Aya looked around, rubbing her arms, but she was still in her same luxurious guest room. There was nothing amiss. No one was here. Why did it feel like there was, then?

On an impulse, Aya closed her eyes and jumped to the astral plane – and immediately muffled a yelp when she saw thick white tendrils slithering through her room. They turned and twisted, probing through the walls. Aya floated up, careful not to touch them. This was not normal. The air was thick with promises of death and destruction. Aya darted through walls and floors, finding the white tendrils everywhere, invading every crevice and corner. Flying up, she stopped when she cleared the roof of the building and watched the scene before her in horror.

Every inch of the Reformist HQ was being probed, analyzed, and invaded.

Snapping back to her body, Aya scrambled off the bed, almost tumbling to the floor in her haste. She had to go tell someone. She had to tell Cedric. Running out the door and through the halls, she ran towards his office (she may have used her powers to… explore the building when she'd had moments to herself).

Aya pounded her fist on the door when she arrived, panting. After a moment, urgency won out over propriety and she opened the door without waiting for permission.

[color=mediumspringgreen]"Mr. Wessex!"[/color] she shouted. [color=mediumspringgreen]"There's… there's something wrong. There's something… I don't know, [i]looking[/i] at the building."[/color] Aya paused when she realized how inadequate that sounded. [color=mediumspringgreen]"It's something dangerous, and it's everywhere, like it's probing."[/color] Aya ran a hand through her hair, trying to find some way to make him understand. She paused then, when she realized she [i]could[/i] help him understand. 

Aya wasn't actually sure if word had gotten around that she was a meta, yet. The only person who really knew was Jake the dog, and likely those other two, Ann and Kuro, had figured it out when they'd met. She knew it was silly, especially in a building full of Metas, but Aya was still hesitant about people knowing about her. Aya bit back her reluctance, knowing that this had priority over her own insecurities.

Holding out a hand for him to take, she said, [color=mediumspringgreen]"I can show you."[/color]