As soon as the phone was knocked out of his hands, Peter was swarmed by birds, one in particular must've had some nasty talons as he felt blades dig into his shoulder. Immediately Peter transformed into his large boulder form and battered everything out of his way, but he was nearing his limit. Cracks formed on his surface due to a combination of his fatigue and injuries, and if he didn't use these last few minutes wisely he'd be a dead man. And he tried, he really did. But despite his best efforts, Peter couldn't catch up to the mystery villain as he chased after him. By the time he was gone Peter was forced out of his boulder form, exhausted and drained. He tried to change back but doing so nearly made him puke, his wounds bled, and he roared in frustration at the futility of his actions. 

They barely managed to survive, failed to defeat anyone, and it was only now in hindsight did Peter realize those villains weren't even after them; they were here for the gear stored at the facility. Of [i]course[/i] they were! How could he have been so ignorant? Did he really believe any of them except maybe Enterprise herself was worth being eliminated? Attacking the heroes-in-training was just suppose to be a distraction, and they all fell for it hook, line, and sinker. It just was a rough reminder as Haye's words echoed in his mind again about how they all rushed in without thinking or coordination. Sure there was some teamwork, but that was only to escape danger or try and fight, and obviously that didn't work either. So focused on fighting villains they couldn't defeat, it was a total loss on their part. [color=f7976a]"Dammit... FUUUUUUUUUUCK![/color]

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It was the weekend now. Peter was treated by doctors as soon as all of the students returned to the academy. Compared to the others his injuries weren't as severe, even the wound to his shoulder. It was mostly his own exhaustion doing damage to him so he was encouraged to rest for the night. He refused at first, but he was given firm orders to rest his body or else even with their assistance his injuries will only worsen his physical state. So he begrudgingly stayed the night, having an fitful rest until morning came. He was still angry at the situation, frustrated at his own stupidity and uselessness, and most of all worried about everyone else. He was tough; taking hits is what he does. But he wasn't sure how everyone else was handling it.

At some point Peter would finally be allowed to leave his bed, and he proceeded to grab his belongings and head outside. There he took out a hand rolled cig from his bag and smoked in peace, letting the herbs calm his nerves. Though he still had lingering thoughts about what happened, he at least was allowing his anger to subside and refocus his attention onto other things. First and foremost, he needed to check on the others. In a time of crisis like this it was important that everyone, even those who are physically healthy, had moral support. No doubt everyone has taken the attack very hard and it's important that they keep their spirits up regardless of how things went down. They were alive. They fought and survived against villains. Now that they have experienced this, they can use this opportunity to learn how to improve themselves, not just in power but as heroes.

Putting out his cig and storing it for later Peter went to wash up. He wanted to shower, brush his teeth, and eat some food. He was able to do all three though he didn't care much for the bland hospital food; a tough pork chop with a plain bun, chocolate milk, and a banana. He wasn't going to be picky though and ate it. He wondered what he should say to the others, but as he did so Peter's worries started to surface again. Thoughts of inferiority and doubt crept into his head, and he wanted to go smoke again to relieve the tension. As he walked out and reached for his stored cig he spotted a familiar face; Gabriella. He quickly waved at her so she wouldn't notice him reaching for his cigs. 

[color=f7976a]"Hey Gabby! Here to visit or to pay your respects?"[/color]

[@Nyahahameha]