Thankfully just outside the door from where all the fun stuff is going on with the water and whatnot, and also thankful that the doors close very tightly, Berserker gave up on saving the others. They should probably be alright without her, at least for a little while. She, however, wouldn't do so well if she tried again. Not that she minded, really. What could this person do that she couldn't just by opening the door? And really, wouldn't that just let all the water in the stairwell anyway? There's no way that wasn't a safety hazard for literally everyone...or was it? [i]I mean, I could make escape a little harder, but that's assuming the water LEAVES the room. It's probably held in by like gamma radiation or something. Whatever the writers thought. Whatever. Just...yeah.[/i]

"Well, well, well, what have we here? Sandy Claws, huh? Oooh, I'm really scared." She yells, little music note bubbles and all, though they're all broken. She's Berserker, not Siren, after all. [i]Not like that ^@)$(&# !$*#$ Siren, at all. She's not even a [b]cool[/b] superhero. Little goody two shoes. Can't even dance.[/i] "Look, I know you're there. No point in trying to make it unfair when it's perfectly fair already. Or not fair. I guess you need any edge you can get, huh?" And with some sick ass dance moves (not really at all, but she tries), she ends up in a pose reminiscent of many a french girl in drawings, but with her arm in the general direction of the invisilady. Hopefully, this would be more effective than her attempt at fixing the other room. Because anything to redeem her to her readers was a huge plus (because after all, who else would see it that mattered?). "[url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/1330]So...how 'bout them invisibility cloaks?[/url]"