[hr][center] [img] http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLjBkNzI0NS5UV0Z5YVdwdUlFUnlhV1Z6YzJWdUlBLCwuMQAA/happyhanneke.regular.png [/img] [img] http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjExNi44OGMwY2QuUTJGbGJHVmhJRUpoYVhKay4w/rainy-wind.regular.png[/img] [/center] [sub] [/sub] [code]Hillview High – Mason Square[/code] [hr] Caelea rolled out of the way as the cart came right into the crowd, quickly hopping into a crouched position. Whatever had happened had somehow empowered Scott, she could tell that much. To her a retreat seemed like the best plan – if only he wasn’t going after them one by one. Claire was thrown straight into the crowd – and right near where Caelea was. Letting out a curse Cael threw out her hands in a hope of somehow catching the girl and not injuring herself in the process. Instead she sent out a blast of air, enough to soften Claire’s landing just a little and probably stinging anyone in its range. “Shit, guess that’s what I can do,” Caelea murmured, looking down at her hands before trying to come up with a plan to help stop Scott from murdering anyone else. Rien had finally finished their drawing, in time to be pushed away from the cart and fall very clumsily to the ground. Unharmed, at least. They pulled the gun out of the paper and pointed the gun at Scott. Except it was really hard to get a straight shot with him moving around, they’d never used a gun and where still on the ground. Maybe they’d need to think of a better way to do this. [hr][center] [img] http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjk2LmNmNWNmZi5WSFY1Wlc0Z3hKQnZ3NkJ1LjAA/otterly-adorable.regular.png [/img] [/center] [sub] [/sub] [code]Hillview High – Mason Square[/code] [hr] Tuyen still couldn’t see what was actually happen, could only hear some of the shouts through the hallucination her shadow was forcing on her. The smell of the dead bodies piled around her, some her friends some she’d just met, was only increasing the more she stared at the scene. [i]You’re just standing there, useless as everyone else fights and dies.[/i] Tuyen tried to ignore it, tried to pretend the whispers in her mind weren’t telling the truth. But they were. She didn’t know what was actually happening. As much as she had figured out this was an illusion it didn’t mean that people weren’t dying now. “…Please help me.” [i]But why?[/i] her mind responded, shadow moving around her in an almost taunting manner as the dead bodies only grew more mutilated. [i]Why should I.[/i] “Because I need to. I can’t just stand by and do nothing, but there’s nothing I can do.” [i]That’s your fault.[/i] “I know it is,” Tuyen wiped away the tears that had started falling from her eyes – unable to stop them where she normally would with the knowledge people might see. “But please, they [i]can’t[/i] die.” The shadow seemed to consider it, though Tuyen still wasn’t sure if it was intelligent or if it was just another part of her mind. It seemed to decide it was worth the effort, that Tuyen had begged enough, as the illusion disappeared to show an only slightly less disturbing scene. Tuyen had been pulled to the side by Min as the cart flew into the crowd. As Scott grabbed and threw people she began to lose hope that her abstraction, if it even was that, could help. The shadow attached to her by its feet became solid, now visible as a shadowy clone of Tuyen. Then it grew to double in size and change shape to a werewolf demon cross that looked like it stepped right out of a nightmare. It turned and hit Min away from where he was still holding onto Tuyen, not much caring that it would hurt him (much to Tuyen’s dismay). Then it turned to look at Scott. With Tuyen frozen in the spot and its inability to detach itself from her, it was a good thing it was so large. It didn’t have to move much to close the gap with a fist going directly towards Scott, but also not bothering to avoid anyone that might be in between.