Game one

Darien walked over to Diana and faced her, trying to think of how to comfort her.
"Diana...Diana, calm down...I'll move him to the hospital wing myself if I have to, and I know this is hard for you, but please...please try and calm down."

"No!" Diana shouted. "I need to do it! It's my fault, it's my fault he's," she hiccuped, "he's gone!"

Her legs gave way. "I killed him..." She sobbing. "It was me!"

Darien froze.
What the-?
"Diana...What do you mean?"

Diana trembled. "If I hadn't left him..."

"If I just waited for him," Diana sobbed. "If I was there..." She was overcome with tears.

"It's my fault!" She shouted.

Amy and Aiden walked in, they had been wondering around trying to figure out why the school was in lock down.

They just walked in in time to hear Diana confess guilt to something.

"What all your fault? What is going on here?" Amy asked. She a really bad feeling about all this. The tension in the room was suffocating.

Lycoris looked at Zabby. "I don't really know what to do either," she mouthed silently.

"Diana, don't be silly. It's not your fault-- no one could've known that someone would... would kill him." She grimaced. "It's not your fault that he died because you left him," she repeated.

Zabby knew Diana had just lost someone close to her, but it did not stop her from wanting to slap some sense into her friend. "Diana. Breathe. In and out. In and out." She waited for a minute. "Now, think. Did you hear any thing?"

Diana blinked at the slap that Zabby gave her... however, the question that followed wizzed past her as she saw Amy and Aiden walk through the door.

A renewed bach of tears were threating to fall. "Amy... It's Nicolas..." Diana managed to wheeze out. "He's... he's..."

And she was enguffed in sobs.

((Lustre, she wanted to slap you, but didn't. Sorry if I didn't make that clear...))

Zabby frowned. "She was there, Amy. She's blaming herself..."

Sevastyan watched the goings-on with guarded eyes, not entirely sure what he could possibly do to alleviate the stress of the situation. When two more arrivals made their presence known, the Defense Professor observed their faces. One was concerned, it seemed... the other rather difficult to determine.

"Nicolas Casillas... has been murdered," he finished for Diana, certain it would do little to console her but not sure how else to word it. "And fate vorks in mysterious vays, Miss Casillas: there is no vay of truly knowing if your presence vould have helped or hindered...

"I understand that you vant to... make sure he is taken care of. I vill allow a small group - a very small group - to go vith you and do this, under my supervision," Sevastyan stated gravely. Now that everyone was in a relatively safe zone, he hoped, such a mission could feasibly be attempted. And, with any luck, it would bring Diana some peace once the task was done. "Those who feel they must go vith Miss Casillas and I should line up here in front of the door. Ve vill leave vonce you're all assembled."

"Vill you be all right managing here vith the rest, professor?" Sevastyan asked of his colleague.

((Oh haha... ops... Well you can slap her if you wanted))


"Thank you Professor," Diana nodded. Her watery eyes scoped the Hall to see who else would go.

Lycoris raised her hand. "I'd like to go, but I'm sure that there are other people who have a greater... feeling of responsibility to go. It'd be easier for the professor to keep an eye on just a few people, right Sir?"

((no big. No need now, huh.))

Zabby tentitvely let go of Diana. "You okay for now, Diana?"

She shook her head... she didn't really trust her voice at the moment but at least she'd stopped sobbing.

Zabby put her arm back around Diana. "This better?" she asked, softly.

It really should have been Diana's boyfriend, not Zabby, doing this. SHe wanted to glare at the Slytheran, but she knew it would get her no where. "Just breath, okay?"

Sevastyan firmly nodded once in response to Diana's thanks, and quirked a brow in wait for Miss Calantha to say what was on her mind when he seen the hand.

"Fewer vould be easier, Miss Calantha, and vould lessen the chance of another attack," Sevastyan admitted. "But I vill keep in mind that you vish to go."

Lycoris bobbed her head. "If you come up with a shortage, it's not a problem to ask me. Um, I doubt I'll need to come, though."

Darien felt awkward.
He never quite knew how to deal wth hysterica crying...laughter was easier to deal with.
And it didn't help that Ana was looking at him as though he was an imbecile.
Couldn't anyone see that he was trying to be comforting?!

Diana shook her head when asked if she was okay. She sensed Darien's unease and hugged him.

Darien hugged Diana close, trying to be as comforting as possible.
He rested his chin on her head and tried to think of something caring and nice to say.
"'S okay...It'll be okay...We'll find them Diana...We'll find them..." He kissed the top of her head.

((lol its funny making him all awkward...))

"Darien," she whispered. "I think after tonight, you and Ana should leave."

"Leave?"
Darien was puzzled.

She hiccuped. "My family will suspect immediately that you did it... You remember what happened before... "

"This is so horrid!" She cried out and hugged Darien tighter. "Who would want to hurt Nicolas?"

"I won't leave you." Darien persisted stubbornly. "Ana should though."
Ana sighed. "Oh yes, because I can't look after myself."
"Leave it, Ana."

"No please," Diana begged. "My family will ask for the Kiss this time since Calista escaped!"

"Darien... you're... all I have now since Nicolas..." a new wave of tears started falling. "I can't live without you!"