With the professors speaking, Alex honed in his attention on the adults to absorb the information as fast as possible. THey were given a specific run down that had him looking over everyone else in the group again to classify them as resources, with strength and limitations. Even the bued haired boy 's small size meant he would be second to the electric mouse for getting into small places. THeir powers would be useful, but he would never depend entirely on the random chance of a magical ability to save them all. Like she said, teamwork. Using everyone's skills and strengths to support and compliment each other to survive.
He waited until they were excused to the locker rooms and took the moment to reassess himself. He took the
milti-tool from his duffel bag and put it on the carpenter loop of his pants right leg where traditionally the namesake put their hammer. Better to beg forgiveness then ask permission.
He punched in his code and let it look at his eyeball before he tucked away his bag, boots, and jacket. Still one altoid kit in his left with his zippo in his buckle, he milled in with the rest as they marveled at, well...
"Well, it certainly is a big, round room."An observation deck of some kind on the side and controls in the middle. The professor was about to speak when an explosion put his hands to his ears and move to the closest wall for support of himself and the structure in case it started to colaspse. He looked up to he the massive metallic mitt mash the man and move the mess away. Then the next professor screamed and was brought down. Now would be a good time to panic, perfectly acceptable given the situation. But failure to plan is to plan to fail.
One breath, in, out. Teamwork, if this is real and that is the only words of the dead, they would be honored.
"Shit..." "Captain Native...maybe now's the time to show your heroism... I'm guessing this is where everyone throw their powers around...afraid I have to sit this one out unless I get my hands on a weapon..."Ripping it off the loop, he threw his hatchet to the boy.
"There's your weapon. Make a copy! Casper, Connor, stick together. Kimberly, you and the blond teleporter! Ali, Make an illusion, cover us in rock, invisible, lots of us, take your pick! Nathan, keep Ali safe! Danny, follow me to the professors!"With that he took off in full sprint, if this is real then get the damn keys and get the hell out of there. If one of the professors were still alive then fireman carry them out the door, if both were still alive, then her first, she might have higher clearance and weighs less for easier to carry.
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