Haya looks at him. "I've probably been mocking you for awhile and you just now noticed." She says grumpily. Looking at him as he spoke on that. "Sounds both stupid and intelligent." She says bluntly. Rolling her eyes. "I feel so honored that because I live in a major crime area I am most likely considered a damn suspect." She says. Glaring at him as she followed him. "Great. Just great. So the rest of the world can know just how much more of a screw up I am." She says bitterly. She was not liking that fact one bit. She was already for some reason considered a screw up. People at the school were just waiting for her to mess up. Sure she got into fights some but she never majorly hurt anybody. Plus most of those fights she had fought in self defense not offense.<br/><br/>She snapped out of her thoughts and looked at him. Blinking a bit. Following him still and shakes her head. Ignoring most of what he was saying while still listening to it. She sighs a bit. "I'm guessing I'm not allowed to use the computer because you have "top secret" information on them." She says. Half sarcasticly and half seriosuly. She saw the monitor turn itself on and it caused her to jump. Then relax as she heard Zatchune's voice. Blinking as she heard what was said. Her features paled and she looked to the strange marking on her hand. Why wouldn't Seether leave her alone? She didn't want to deal with the arrogant and sinister man. She followed him again. "So much. Looks like mission failed to me. Nothing against you. Bad guys tend to be smarter than good guys. For a long while anyways. My mother used to say it. Not that it makes much sense to me then or now."<br/><br/>She sees the criminals across the street. Sighing and pulls her hands out of the pockets of the temporarily her jacket. She paled a bit. She did not want to be gotten. She had no plans of dying anytime soon. Her life might royally suck but she quite enjoyed living. She watched as Jack moved to intercept the one trying to get her. She back up a bit. Watching with mild amusement as Jack both hit and got hit. She pulled the crow bar and swung it soon as the guy was in range. She just kept swinging. Defensive offense. Not once did she make to swing except to protect herself. She was a defensive fighter. Protecting herself was something she was used to do. She just physically was no strength match for Seether. She glares at the guy. "Leave me alone you crazy man!" She cries out.<br/><br/>When he kept coming even after several bashings of the crow bar she tried a new tactic. She knew that Jack was going to flip. Or complain and bitch. Or say she was arrested but she really had no choice. The crowbar wasn't doing a damn thing to stop the bastard trying to grab her and carry her fireman style away. She knew the stance so she knew the intent. Usually when fighting to protect herself she deployed her opponents weakness. She knew weakness after studying and blocking, defending, or avoiding attacks enough. There was no time for it. Her eyes flash violet and from the ground in front of her a fist of pure psionic power rose up from the ground. She controlled it with her own fist. "Stay! Away! From! Me!" she cries out. Each word emphasized with another punching forwards by the psychic power fist.<br/><br/>Her eyes violet as she formed an orb around herself. It sparked with electricity. Her hand controlling the fist opened and she sent him flying back with an open handed backhanded slap. She pants a bit. She wasn't used to using her powers, which she knew how to use to some extent, for longer periods of time than short ones. She kept her protection orb up and made it even more dangerous to touch it. She would only be able to keep it up for so long. She could only hope that Jack could kick the other guys ass before the other men with the two they were fighting showed up. She looks at Jack. "Hurry up! Do whatever it is people like you do to keep other people and yourself safe." She says seriously. Her protective orb beginning to flicker a bit. Still staying strong yet was at times flickering out for a second.