[color=ed1c24][center][h2]Nikolay Ivushkin | The Imperial Fist[/h2][/center][/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Yeah..."[/color], Nikolay answered Henry. When Henry began to walk past, he put one arm around the giant, and gave him a short comradely hug before a girl's shriek was heard reverberating through the air. As the bigger man went towards Hailey. She was having one of those episodes again, and the Russian only looked on as he figured that having too many people go to her could only make her anxiety worse.

Nikolay shook his head. [color=ed1c24]"Bloody hell. She is going to have a hard time staying in here if that keeps on happening."[/color] Something similar had occurred earlier. That was the second time this day.

[color=6ecff6][center][h2]Nathaniel Gregorio | The Blitzkrieg[/h2][/center][/color]

Nath paused his relentless blasts of electromagnetic energy as soon as Oscar told him that something was up with Hailey. Squinting his eyes, he looked on at Hailey to see Henry with her (again). It looked like that a dark mist was gathering under her. He didn't completely understand what was occurring, but that was a secondary concern. Right now, Hailey was as pale as a sheet of paper, looking completely petrified. [color=6ecff6]"What the heck-"[/color]

Then it hit him. It was probably [i]his[/i] fault, given that he was shooting those electromagnetic beams earlier while having a shattered focus. Overridden with guilt, he got down and covered his eyes. Was he crying? There was only one way to tell.