<blockquote><div><cite>Dream of Purity wrote:</cite>Kat couldn't even react, her heart beating in her throat as the gun clicked dangerously behind her head. The next thing she knew, she was on the floor, but no pain, no blood. Donta. He had saved her, her cold blue eyes flicked around, seeing the other ferals making their way to the door. While she was unable to help carry the table that deflected bullets, saving their lives, her long tentacles were more than capable of carrying her out the door while covered by the table. <br/><br/>In the hall, Donta scooped her up in his arms, not an easy feat. Kat wrapped her arms around Donta's neck, hoping everything would be over soon, and those monsters would be dealt with. Once outside, Kat's eyes took in the mechs, large machines, maybe from the police? She smiled under her scarf, or until it was announced that these machines were here to end their lives. Her mind again raced, these people, these monsters were hunting them. Kat felt so out of place, this had never happened to her before, she had lived her life protected. Her mind skipped to a few vital thoughts. Her hydrolizer, how long would it last? Her chair, it was still in the cafeteria, how was she going to get around? At over three hundred pounds, primarily consisting of tentacle and mantle, she was not a light girl, and she doubted many could carry her easily, and without linoleum to slide across, she would likely hurt herslef moving along the ground. She swallowed hard. <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><br/>"This way!" Donta whispered and ran behind the bushes nearby.</span><br/><br/>"What's going to happen?" She whispered in response. What was undoubtedly her brow furrowed, and she wrapped her tentacles around her waist and each other, trying to keep them from snagging on the bushes.</div></blockquote>