[hr][center][color=khaki][h1]Freya Leander ~ Cait Sith[/h1][/color][/center]
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Freya whirled round at the juddering crash of a collapsing building. With a sigh, she rushed over. This simulation wasn't even letting anyone catch their breath, though she supposed that was the point.

She arrived to see Samuel running to the aid of a soot-covered Eira, a short distance from a heap of burning debris, and helping out with her workload. [color=khaki]"Eira! You ok? Ugh, do they really have to push us this hard?"[/color] she grumbled. Even more worrying was the nearby water tank, its supports straining as it began to creak loose. Freya grimaced, glancing from the impending disaster to Danielle. [color=khaki]"Let's hope we don't wind up in the deep end literally as well as figuratively!"[/color]

No time to lose. Even if Danielle was able to help, the civilians needed evacuating as quickly as possible. As Eira and Samuel pulled a civilian from one car, Freya headed to the other collided vehicle. Thankfully, the door wasn't stuck, but the seatbelts were. Extending her claws, she raked them across the belts. Not an easy or elegant task, but after a few tries, the tattered material gave way. Freya eased two dummies from the car, metallic crunching from behind drawing her attention back to the water tank.

[color=khaki]"Eira, if that tank falls, think you can freeze the water in time?"[/color] she called, with a twinge of guilt at the other girl's exhausted state. This all seemed rather over the top, even without factoring in the most recent stroke of bad luck. Surely pro heroes didn't have to deal with all hell breaking loose at once.