Saleena watched Peter, puzzled by his question. Why would he want to observe her wings? The most likely thing to happen would be that he was sent flying down the rooftop. She was labile, very much so. However, she couldnt help but to feel some sort of comfort in his words, and even though her brain said 'no no', her heart said 'yes yes' and carefully did she spread her wings wildly. She didnt say a word however, simply observing Peter where he was, before eyeing her own wings.
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Billy slowly regained consciousness observing the fallen debris. He stumbled to his feet just to fall back down. He felt the top of his head where the fallen chimney struck him and felt blood. Billy looked at the blood now on the palm of his head just sitting in the courtyard now trying to stay awake. It was harder than he thought. Billy lacked any healing abilities and started to drag himself across the courtyard. He couldn't even feel his lower body.Billy dragged himself about two feet before passing out again.
Bloom watched the man who had fallen to the ground in the hallway. She werent a student of the school, but due to her peaceful nature she had been providen access to wander about anyway. She watched the male with a smile, and she bent down to observe the unconcious man more closely. The bump on his head was quite nasty, and she sighed to herself as she stroke him over the head, and more precicely the injury.
Bloom had a backpack, in which several different plants dwelled. It wasnt a big backpack, but big wasnt necessary as she could bend the plants however she desired. She allowed two vines to grow out of the backpack and they both grew at length enough to make their way beneath the unconcious man. With no effort at all, she lifted him up to equal height of her head and she soothfully ran her hand across his wound.
As the hand had crossed his injury, the wound glew and the bleeding stopped. She then spoke, despite him being unconcious-
"Rather slim chances for me to find myself useful around here. One would think a school as Hero High would have a little more .. heroes"
She smiled to herself. Her voice was near angelic, soft and caring. Soothing. Her smile was nigh divine and she couldnt help but to stroke her hand across the boy's head one more time as she observed him hang in the air with no support but her two wines that had lifted him up gently.