Issue #2

"Oh thank god, people," Polaris exclaimed as she ran into the gym. The voices echoing down the hallway had drawn her here, and it was such a relief. Especially after the awful morning and afternoon she'd had. Quiz that she totally forgot to study for, had her cell phone confiscated for a period since she was caught texting, and then things had just gotten weird. Like students slumping over weird. Science classroom floor turning into goo and dropping everyone into the basement weird. She was still pulling the gunk out of her hair.

She stopped just a few paces away from Cammy and Omen, eyes wide with surprise. "Oh wow, hey team, but-- What happened here?" And her stomach twisted, seeing the iced over gymnasium, and the frozen or frosted people scattered about.

Omen's tough expression drops and, for a brief moment, she looks genuinely touched. "Thanks," she says quietly.

Shrugging at the following question, she replies, "Not as much as I hoped for. It's a battery, made by TB. It copies powers specific to a Nova." Omen frowns and says, "TB took it back. I hoped P.I.L.O.T. would figure out something worthwhile about it, but he's just full of disappointments." She turns, as if to some unseen force, "And I hope he can hear me say that."

Looking back to Procyon, she continues, "All I know is that it was serving its intended purpose. Wasn't tampered with at all."

She then notices Emma's approach and quickly goes a bit more tight-lipped. "Oh, hey," she says, "I'll let someone else explain. I still think I'm missin' something."

Emma was just as confused, furrowing her brow. "Class got really weird. I guess it did here too," she said, uneasy as she crossed her arms, looking over the frosted and frozen figures. "Can't we thaw them or something? I mean, I could try and generate some heat, but..." she trailed off, uncertain. Any sort of delicate use of her power still made her nervous.

"It's okay, we've got someone coming to help. In the meantime, though, we need to make sure there aren't any other wild powers still activated. Let's split into pairs and search the school...if you see any of these," she holds up the sticker, "Remove it carefully, but try not to touch it. I'm not sure what it would do to a Nova."

Forgetting - or ignoring - the part about working in pairs, Omen dashes off to hunt out any more occasions of out-of-control powers.

Emma tipped her head, watching Omen run off. Just another of those times she got the feeling that Omen didn't like her too much. But she pushed that thought aside and looked over at Procyon. "Sure, just gimme a sec, okay? I'm gonna try to...uh...do something.
Doesn't feel right just leaving them like this."

Polaris moved to the center of the gymnasium, fingers twisting together as she looked over the chilled floor and bodies. Hopefully all living bodies. She closed her eyes a moment, took a steadying breath, and then raised her arms. Her eyes filled with blue energy, even as she struggled to focus and pull back on the intensity of the heat emanating from her fingers as she poured it across the room.

"Guess I have the angry one?" Void Fist declares having finished dusting himself off and goes to give chase.

Crow shakes himself off and gives chase to Void Fist. "Maybe we should stick in pairs or together."

"You know how Omen is warm and fuzzy on a good day, can you imagine if she manages to get stuck with a patch? I should be fine I'm good at hiding err keeping myself concealed." Void Fist offers up already going full tilt for his running form to catch up, "If not listen for shrill manly screams for help." he admits.

"Whoa!" Omen shouts, nearly crashing into two of her teammates. She kills her momentum with a few hopping steps before she turns and says with a shrug, "I didn't see anything, personally."

Void Fist braces for impact until he realizes Omen stops. "You already searched the whole school or just the classrooms?"

Truthfully, Omen had no idea what she'd just searched. She'd been going far too fast to see much of anything. However, she wouldn't admit that, and simply gave Void Fist an ambiguous shrug in response. "We can keep looking if you want."

"Ok... maybe we should check out the faculty area too since there's no adults taking control of this situation... I mean that's kind of their job at the school..." Void Fist suggests looking up and down the hall before going to the faculty room checking for students and oddities along the way.

Emma let her hands fall back to her sides, a wave of relief flooding through her as she saw the spreading warmth, people unfreezing without any horrible burns or something. "Cool," she breathed out, smile just a little giddy as she turned back towards Procyon.

"Okay, now I'm ready for patch hunting."

Procyon beams at her and claps her on the shoulder, "Well done!"

"I'll go with you. Mimic, can you stay with Cammy?"

I shake my head again and try to focus. Right, patches. I lean down and try to remove the patch on the kid, using some of my arm band pieces so I don't touch it with my bare skin because apparently that's a bad idea?