[quote=@EchoicChamber]
Eyes shooting wide open, Delta’s attention snapped towards one of the few heroes still loitering about the place- the [i]other[/i], much less flashy teleporter- and she gave a loud whistle, shooting the sound over his way to be heard over the roar of the great earth. With another, strained grunt, Delta jerked her head upwards, gesturing frantically at the roof above them. As much as she wanted to run upstairs and drag as many people out as she could, trying to pull a stunt like that would probably just end up landing her in a nice sandwich with the rest of the people there. A teleporter would be the only one capable of getting them all out in time. 
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Billy's head was still spinning from the sudden blast, but upon seeing the frantically grunting and gesturing person, who had a fantastic flair for the dramatic, or so Billy thought, he looked up, and suddenly understood the situation. There must be hostage somewhere, by some strange probability nothing terrible had happened to him as chunks of building and glass flew about him, potentially cutting him to ribbons. Seeing Pink Leather Punk-Chick run into the building to help with hostages suddenly got Billy moving again, he took his sword and cut his arm open, trying to avoid any previous scars but not being entirely successful 

[color=ed1c24]"MOTHER OF SUCK!"[/color] he screamed frustratedly as he disappeared in a haze of red vapor, reappearing on the second floor, his blood already beginning to stream of out him and form a doorway to outside and on the other side of the street of the bank. [color=ed1c24]"Excuse me ladies and gentlemen!"[/color] He attempted calmly, but to no avail, everyone was just in a  far too far gone panic mode, so he tried commanding. 

[h3][center][color=ed1c24]"LISTEN UP"[/color][/center][/h3]

That seemed to get people's attention. However, not used to playing the daring commander as much as the charming rogue, Billy suddenly found himself at a loss for words, so he simply pointed gestured wildly at the doorway portal, and people seemed to get the message. 

Blood seeped quickly from Billy's wounds, as he fought his body's natural tendency to throw his arm over or try to otherwise close it, he was still a little fatigued from all that had happened the past half-hour, but he sat there, in pain and getting weaker, in the falling building, waiting for the last person to go through.