[h2][center]Oswald Connoly- Corridor[/center][/h2]

[i]Probably shouldn't have brought up my friend killing himself to a girl with an empathic Semblance. That was not a good idea.[/i] Sighing, Oswald turned his head to Sapphire and gave her a sad little smile. "I'm...gonna go on ahead. Wanna talk to Emerald about what's going on with Cobalt. Changed my mind about letting it wait, she should at least be ready for whoever gets shoved into our team next." Gently taking control of his chair from Sapphire, Oswald quickly broke off from the two girls, though his side was twinging with pain every time he flexed his arms. 

Unfortunately, his efforts ended up being for nothing because it seemed like the firing range was essentially deserted at this point. 

"Wow. Fuck today, huh?" Grunting in frustration, Oswald bit the inside of his cheek as he wheeled himself back towards his dorm. 

This was bullshit. He'd let Emerald know when she came back to the room. 

Stopping for a moment, Oswald fished out his Scroll and typed a quick message out to his remaining teammates. 

[@Abillioncats] [@Forsythe]
To: Emerald Felicia, Diamond Frost
Subject: Going to the Room

I'm going back to the room. My chat with Sapphire took a turn for the ultra-fucking depressing. Emm, when you get the chance, stop by. Got something to talk to ya about real quick-like. 

Thanks, 

Oz