Saint Joseph School

Cricket walked slowly towards the dorm, thinking about what to wear to her job and who might be waiting for her there. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to get an after school job at Pocket D, but at least she was helping with the sound systems and not dancing in a cage...she smiled at that. She had the guts to face zombies,gangsters, cyborgs and random crazies all day long ,but the thought of all her classmates seeing her shake her ass in a thong still made her nervous...good thing that wasn't going to happen!
She saw Detective fly by in a rush and then was distracted by the sight of SoulSaver and Shappire making out behind a tree, out of direct sight of the school. It just reminded her of her own issues with romance that had been coming to a head the last few weeks....Andy, Jaygo...and now Sara was mucking things up. She sighed and headed up the stairs to her room. She could tell by the music that Fancis was already inside. Cricket walked in and waved at her throwing her bookbag on her bed, when the music suddenly cut off. Both of them stood for a second looking at the stero, when the tv came on. On the screen was the St. Joes logo and the word pause in the top right corner. As Francis was about to speak, it changed to play.......

Two and a half minutes later, the windows blew out in a sonic burst that could heard across the whole campus and in the ruined room, Francis began the stand up, warily watching Cricket still kneeling in shock with tears running down her face, staring at the wrecked tv and the dvd player that somehow was still running....

Kali is headed across campus towards the dorms when the loudest boom shes ever heard shakes the earth.... or at least it felt like the whole earth.
Windows shatter and all she can do is huddle to the ground with her hands over her ears and await whatever force is coming after. Surely a blast like that came from someone she will be fighting next.

Silence.... almost deafening silence after that blast......

She carefully looks around and listens for signs of what is going on.

November was stroking her long strands of ebony when she heard the boom and saw the violent quake of her bureau mirror. She gripped the brush in one hand tightly and sat in silence, riding out the great disturbance in mute astoundment. Hey eyes were wide as her reflection in the mirror danced in a frenzied blur that gradually dissipated into a hault.

Silence.

She rose from her bunk and walked towards the window that faced the main school grounds. She surveyed the area and noted that the unfortunate souls that had been caught outside in the sudden blast had now been rising from their duck-and-cover positions, looking around simultaneously.

November, her mind reeling, absentmindedly rubbed at the smooth surface of the instrument fused to her bosom. Her eyes were still the size of dinner plates, conscious of the heart-jolting sensation within her that was panic and fear.

*ears ringing* *stumble* What the HELL!?! *stumble*...*shaking head*

Kris, sneaking in from late night patroling, was knocked off of her feet by the shockwave of the blast. At firstshe heard only a low rumble, but her empathic energies surged forth, mending damage to organic tissue as it pulsed forth in it's happy green glow. Staggering about, she wondered if the Outcasts were attempting to get back at her for her activities against them in the Hollows. Shaking her head, glass pebbles and small bits of brick and plaster fell to the ground.

"Holy saints on high," she exclaimed at the sight she beheld, before running in to see who could be helped by her healing powers.

Before Retiring Detective sat outside the schools front steps and was thinking about his new gifts when suddenly his ears picked up a high frequency and knocked him down the Stares. Due to his New improved Ears he know could feel and see the sound waves and they caused his ears so much pain, as shattered peaces of glass from the school hit him he seemed to have been able to stand up and cover his ears long enough to run inside and find out what happened

After what seemed forever a sound snapped Cricket of of her daze,it was Francis stumbleing towards her across the wreckage of the room. She glanced at her then at the dvd player...Noone else must see what was on it! She stood up and took a step towards the machine. As she did it began open as if someone had pressed the button, the soft whine causing her to stop.

She looked at Francis quickly as someone stepped into the doorway. All she heard was a male voice say "Hey go girls alright?", when she sent out a quick pluse that knocked Detective unconsious. Francis started the say something, when cricket turned towards her saying,"He'll be fine, I just put him to sleep...". A crunch form the door signaled the presence of a girl with glasses who stopped and looked around the room with a gasp.

Francis glanced at the newcomer and snagged the disk as she moved towards Detective to check on him. For a sec she thought she saw something move in the dust still coming down by the closet, but there was nothing there...

Kris looked about, the dorms, thankfully were either in a state of confused questioning, or empty, so there wasn't anyone hurt, that she could tell. As she progressed, however, she did sense a slight astate of alarm, and decided to press on, untill she came to what was oviously the epicenter of the blast.

"Is everyone okay," Kris asked, before noticing Detective on the floor. "Crud! Mr H! Wait. What was he doing here?!"

"Jeezus H. Christ in a Handbasket, Cricket!!" Francis reeled and tried desperately to locate a chair. "What the hell was that?!?"

Francis took a precious few moments to clear her head and shake out the remaining cobwebs before looking up at Cricket.

"Cricket..." She nearly growled, "Did....*swallow*..Did you see that?" She pointed at the nearly destroyed television and absently waving the disc in her hand.

"What the hell was all that..." Her eyes betrayed her growing rage and confusion as she looked from the room, to Cricket, to Detective and back to the television.

"Who did that!?!......I"M GONNA KILL HIM!"

Sheepishly watching, Kris backed out. This was clearly nothing for her to be worried about, and Francis didn't need to be further embarassed by someone else being brought into the loop of whatever it was that was bothering her. Although, there was the thing with the explosion, so maybe she should stay near, but out of the picture.