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Rita had spent the early hours before class smoking cigarettes and doing her homework. History paper for Carter Hall. That guy was ancient enough to know most of history. She couldn't cheat but had to do her best to recall his lectures. The paper was on the roman times, such a dull age. Sure, Nero was a party dude, but that was about it. She finished her paper up for the moment, she still wasn't done, but if she kept sitting at her laptop for any longer she'd punch a hole in wall in her dorm.. And probably in the next four rooms, too. She made her way into the mess hall where things were going array. She had her earbuds in, listening to the latest Rolling Stones Album. It blew her mind how those guys were all still alive - making music and touring. They had been big when her grandparents had been young, after all.

Some of the other kids were causing a mess, there were two of that really hot guy - Fenrir? Huh. Things were turning into trouble, but Rita was far too tired to get involved. She got her cup of coffee and meant to head to her English class, she had left the mess hall and was heading towards class not really paying attention to her surroundings - people tended to avoid her since she had bent one of the Jock's Mustang around a tree. Then she felt her someone brush against her, and in the next moment, she found herself on the floor, having a seizure. Someone had arrived and helped her, somehow. It took several minutes for her to stop shaking uncontrollably, she had regained control of her nervous system, her legs felt weak - a feeling she hadn't had for many years. Climbing up, she peered around, sweat running down her face - feeling like she was about to throw up. There was several people around her, some of them were medics and others were just classmates. Once she had opened her eyes, she was asked if she was all right, she agreed and on reflex she said thanks. 'Thank You' were words no one on campus had ever heard from that girl.

"What the fuck happened?!" Rita exclaimed, her voice was shaky as she did, people were helping her up and she asked who it was that had put her on the floor, one of the kids pointed in the general direction Kyle had walked in, she nodded and headed in the same direction, arriving in time to see the Martian step on the boy, and the super-speeding Kryptonian arriving on the scene. Rita walked, her hand still quaking, as she headed towards the scene. She wanted to know what was going on - and one of the three boys involved in this whole mess were going to be turned into a stain on the walls.

But before she could get to any limb splitting and liquefying a booming all to common voice was heard over the area.
 Jason Todd had walked in and ordered everyone to get into class, Rita hated the Gym Teacher, with his stupid red leather jacket, white streak in his hair, his high cheeckbones and his absolutely sizzled bo-- Stop it. She shook her head, focusing on the task at hand. She was going to find out what exactly had happened, and someone was getting punched. She walked up to the three boys - the two aliens who were considering fighting each other - and the boy on the ground. 

Pointing at Kieran, then at S'Tan, she spoke. "You and you. Fuck off." Then she turned to Kyle with a gaze that could pierce a Kryptonians skin. "You." Her words rang, grabbing the boy by the shirt, pulling him up from the ground, luckily not touching his skin. She made sure he was standing on his feet before she spoke again. "I've been hit with warheads that hurt less than what you did to me. Explain yourself."
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