As they drew nearer to the school, Connor was already preparing the medical staff the be there when they met. For now, Kalinda didn't appear to be in any danger of dying, but the potential was there. As Walter made sure the plane wasn't going to go off course, Connor debated about just taking Kalinda and zooming off, he could fly faster then the jet, but the risk of harming her further was too great. 

As soon as they landed, Connor gently lifted Kalinda into his suit-encased arms, and took her off the plane. The medical team there had a stretcher, and he placed her down gently. As per his instructions, the medics wore gloves and had made sure they didn't have bare skin, as they checked Kalinda over. Connor left her in their hands, moving back to the ship, he approached Walter. 

"Thank you for watching the controls. You didn't do too badly, indeed. My first flight ended with me crashing the jet into water. Ignot had to get me out of that" He chuckled at the memory. 

[hr]

Kalinda knew the medical staff were just trying to due their job, but everytime they touched her, even with the gloves,Kalinda found herself near screaming. She was slowly losing what little control she had, and she clutched at the strecher hard. One appeared to have some small healing abilities, and had at least made it easier to breath, closing off the wound. Kalinda drifted in and out. One moment she was being loaded up. The next she was being whisked through the halls. The next she was in the infirmary. The next...she was alone. 

And now she did scream, the cry echoing through the school, releasing the pent up emotions in a blast of power, she managed to process them, and negate their impact on the other students. But still there might be some slight impact on them. She couldn't help it. She felt like she was about to burst, the emotions were that bad. 

Suddenly she went cold, as emtions from the plane came to her, and her scream died. 

[hr]

Phoebe let out a slow breath as they arrived back at the school, stepping out the jet, she set Flora down on the ground, the little minion trotting about and settling herself in some flowers. Phoebe smiled, and shifted Tsura into her hands, "Are you okay?" She asked, just as she saw her father come out the main building, and out the corner of her eye, she would swear she saw her mother. 

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