FIRE DRILL!, Outside of the Dorms, Very Late Thursday Night/Very Early Friday Morning

[suitably_heroic]

The wind roared around campus this time of night. Temperatures had dropped to close to freezing, and clouds blocked out most of the fragile light of the moon.

Perfect time to ring the fire alarm for a test, right? Right.

Somewhere deep in the middle of the night, the alarm went off. Loudly. So grab what you can and bustle on outside, students! ... and let's hope this is over quick.

[[ FIRE DRILL! have at. ]]

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[doesnotkneel]

"The Sight that lets me see your marks," Edward said, feeling a little like he was overselling himself, now - which wasn't something he usually felt self-conscious about. "It's... it mixes my senses all up. I think once I tracked someone. Through the walls, like."

[seveninchmotto]

"Through walls?" Isabelle asked, raising her eyebrows. "That –– that sounds actually useful."

She wasn't used to that from mundanes. But then, if he could track people like that, he probably didn't qualify for a mundane, anyway.

[doesnotkneel]

"That, and my attention gets drawn to useful things more quickly than anyone else." He shrugged awkwardly. I haven't had much practice, I can't promise you I'll be too useful, just thought you should know, if you need it."

[seveninchmotto]

"I'll keep that in mind," she said, with no traces of sarcasm or anything of the like. "I'm not sure how that would work with our wards and glamours, but..."

But, desperate.