[b]Phoebe[/b]

Phoebe had only taken a few quick breaks, to call her mother and make sure Daniel was okay. Beyond that, Pheoebe had continued looking. She needed to know. She wouldn't leave, until she knew. And she needed to be there. If her fathers body was found, Pheoebe wanted to be there. If it wasn't, then she would know he needed help. 

But she didn't have much hope. 

As the hours went passed, all she wanted was Ryan, was Daniel. Weariness swamped her, but still she continued. Eventually she had managed to get through the rubble, marking any places that she found bodies with large flowers, so those that were stronger then her would be able to retrieve them, managed to get to where she remembered his office was. But then she just stood there, suddenly unable TK look. She didn't want to do this alone, and she looked for anyone, for Katherin, for any of her hold classmates.

[b]kalinda[/b]

Kalinda had had to stop. She had had to move away from the emotions, to block herself, and sort her own emotions out. She sat a little away from everyone else, her mind tired, her heart aching with a million different feelings, breathing in and out slowly. Even now, after so many years, she could still lose control.

She dropped her head into her hands, and cried. It was the easiest way to let out what she felt, and when she had finished, she felt better. But her body was weary. With her own telekenisis, she had helped removed rubble, lifting far more then she ever had before. She hadn't wanted to risk using the emotions she was feeling to fuel her TK, not wanting to lose control.

Now she stood, looking about. It could take days to find all the bodies, she thought. She had managed to find several more students, survivors, and had gotten them help. But there was still more. 

So taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, and reached out to feel more emotions