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From the time Gabby got off the bus, she'd silently followed her classmates' every step, and shared many of their reactions to the various goings-on happening within the factory. From the first crash they all heard, to the lights going out, to the large, empty lobby, the panicked-looking worker who burst in, and the explosion that rocked the entire facility, Gabby only found herself getting more tense and on-edge as time went on. It all came to a head when a person burst out of a ventilation pipe above them. Gabby had been quick enough in her reflexes to catch a glimpse of the assailant, a mask-wearing, chainsaw-wielding young woman. However, Enterprise and Hayes both acted before even she could, and before Gabby knew it, the assailant was at the far end of the room and Enterprise had punched a hole through a wall and was outside. Well, they [i]were[/i] pro heroes, not just school staff.

No, the thing that didn't make sense was why that wasn't the end of things. The chainsaw girl still stood, looking quite ready. No ordinary villain, then, no - this was a person able to equal a pro hero. And worse yet, more appeared. Gabby frantically took in as many details as she could lookng in both directions. No doubt they were all equally dangerous villains. They were surrounded. And there was one more outside, preventing Enterprise from returning to their side. And what were they? A single pro hero and a small group of first-year students.

[color=39b54a][i]We're outclassed.[/i][/color]

Gabby's mind went to work. They villains, six in total, had blocked off all the exits. Even if they tried to leave through the technically unguarded front door, they'd be stopped. it would be convenient if there was an exit closer to them.

Gabby's planning was interrupted by the lights dimming once more as the auxilary power ended, leaving the room swaddled in the red blanket of the emergency lighting. At the same time, from the left corridor came a huge swarm of birds all at once, the malevolent maelstrom of mallards rushing into the room and swirling around them. Yet one more thing that would make having a closer-by exit convenient. 

Gabby looked up. The factory looked like it had more than one floor from the outside, but it was clear from the inside that it was simply a complex of large rooms like this, meaning going upward would mean going out to the room. She didn't know for sure whether there was a floor below them, so it would be a safer bet to try upward first. The ceiling was quite high - the lobby as a whole was maybe half the size of a small grocery store, but the distance to the ceiling was full-size for sure. 

[color=39b54a][i]I could leap up and make a hole myself...but then how many of us would be able to follow? No, it would be better if I had something I could throw...[/i][/color]

Gabby turned to find Peter among the group of students, shielding her face from the pecking and scratching of the birds as they came in. Her bulk meant they were mostly just flesh wounds anyway. She held out her large, muscular arm in his direction, offering him her hand.

[color=39b54a]"Gabby thinks it is time to leave! Peter! Help me make exit!"[/color]

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If Peter chose to aid Gabby in her plan and took her hand, she would close the distance between them, making sure not to bowl over her classmates, and place her hands on his hips. She would bend her knees and take a breath in, doing her best to ignore the scratching and pecking, and then, in one motion, hurl Peter upwards with all of her might, using her Repulsion to give him the extra "oomph" he would need to have enough velocity to pound through the metal ceiling. After that, the rest would be up to him and his quirk.

Assuming he successfully made a hole in the ceiling, Gabby would do her best to repel and falling shrapnel away from her classmates, then take a position in the middle of the group with her knees bent and her hands cupped in front of her, ready for someone to place their foot in her hands so she could hurl them upward.

[color=39b54a]"Gabby will toss you up! One at a time, let's go!"[/color][/hider]