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Tate meandered in the wake of the ineffective tattler, although he picked up speed as the rabble from the fifth floor corridor reached him. What the...? Why were there so many people here? And why were they fussing at each other?
"We need..." There was no way he was going to be heard, and even his tall figure looming over students at the edge of the crowd didn't seem to be drawing anyone's attention.
"EVERYONE NEEDS TO CALM THE HELL DOWN." He set up a crack of sound with his wand to draw their attention. It was possible he wasn't going to be able to handle this crowd on his own. Now... who could keep a level head?
"Well sink me!" Sierra yelled, hearing the cracking sound coming from down the corridor. She stepped back to Salamander's side and looked toward the direction of the sound. Oh. It was the Big Guy. The Head Honcho. The Man at the Top. Tate, they called him. Or...
"Headmaster Tate..." Her voice trailed off as she expected a sudden silence to follow the cracking sound.
Everyone needed to calm the hell down? Hmm...
"I'll say," she muttered afterward. Then, not wanting to end up the only one speaking in a crowd full of people that were likely about to be in a load of trouble, she quietened down...and stepped away from the wall a little. See if
she was going to get caught standing by the graffiti when the headmaster caught sight of it.