[h1][b]Oswald Connolly-The Fan[/b][/h1]

Thanking Sapphire for the earplugs and putting them in, just as the music stopped, Oswald groaned. [i]Of course. Whatever.[/i] As he was about to return the earplugs to their owner, he noticed the girl jumping off the roof. The one that he just teleported on top of. Looking at Gren with a somewhat forlorn expression, he sighed. "She could have just...ah, whatever, fuck this." Turning to the roof, Oswald stepped off, suddenly appearing on the ground next to a surprised student. "Teleported. Don't worry. Whatever." 

Making his way over to the congregation of students around the Professor, Oswald's entire body raged when he saw Cobalt carrying the kid bridal style. Worried that Sapphire would make the poor team leader cry, he jogged up and looked between the two. "Already got someone on his way. Sorry, Sapphire, but my Semblance ain't good for distance. Short bursts, maybe, but sustained movement isn't my thing. Cobalt, she's right. Can't fault ya for wanting to help, though. Long as we get this guy to the med bay soon, he should be alright. Probably. And yes, I know, she's a bit mean. Don't worry too much about it."

Motioning at his team leader to help get the doors instead, Oswald ran over and yanked open the door, nearly tearing it off its hinges before realizing he was putting Aura into his movements. "Should remember not to do that."