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[color=96EACE]"You know what? I think I might."[/color] Jeremy said with a grin. [color=96EACE]"It's probably about time we had a big get together with the whole CREW again. It's been [i]far[/i] too long since I got a chance to call someone the wrong name..."[/color]

He raised a brow when he started hearing shouting however, and that along with Lee's words had him turning to see what was going on in the courtyard, his left eye almost appearing to spin in it's socket as he did.

[color=96EACE]"Barbara, I'm going to assume the idea of our orchestra teachers holding those kids at gunpoint makes sense to you for some reason, but I'm fairly certain that's not them. I checked back up on the staff on my way down here, and none of them have wings. Considering the fact that one of those men [i]do,[/i] I think it's safe to say this may be a little more serious than you think."[/color]

He rolled his shoulder, placing his bag on the ground and opening it. His left eye swiveled around again, darting to four specific points as the iris flashed an unearthly yellow-orange.

[color=96EACE]"Luckily, I believe in a rather unformal method of teaching compared to other teachers, so even though you probably set this up for the kids to use somehow, I think I might crash the party myself. [i]Seek."[/i][/color]

And with his command, a large cloud of runic paper tags flew from the bag, separating outwards until they reached their targets, converging around them in four distinct groups. However, despite how much easier it might have been to just take them all out properly, Jeremy still felt like it could be a good learning opportunity. That was why, rather than targeting the gunmen, the tags simply attached themselves to their guns, wrapping around them until there was nearly no metal left unexposed.

[i][color=96EACE]"Burst."[/color][/i] Stray commanded, bringing his left hand up in front of his face and making a small sign with his fingers. With his spell, the guns that had formerly been pointed at the terrified teens crumpled and bent in the hostage takers hands, becoming little more than twisted metal.

[color=96EACE][b]"Alright!"[/b][/color] He shouted out to the chaperone team, his voice booming out surprisingly far across the campus. [color=96EACE][b]"I've done my part to even the odds a little for you! Now it's in your hands, so show those brats what you heroes've got, ya hear me?!"[/b][/color]

Graham, hearing his teachers words, didn't even hesitate in following his instruction.

[color=A7F374]"Got it Mr Stray Sir!"[/color] He shouted, before launching himself at the winged man with a vicious clawed kick.