Chica's uppercut hit something SOLID, maybe a core, maybe a nucleus, didn't really matter though as she sent it flying... and flying...<br/><br/>...aaand it was gone... honestly she wasn't expecting it to fly THAT far, like, WOW that went beyond the earth's curvature! Welp, that was the end of that fight; who knows where the thing landed, really complicated the part of LANDING an epic super-jump with that. Sure she could try and run after it - she was fast, really fast - but she wasn't THAT fast. That, and most people couldn't survive a fall like it was about to have... whenever it landed...<br/><br/>Yeah, best to just call it in at this point; Chica brought up her left foot - for some reason her shoes were unscathed, odd, but lucky - and pulled out the small commlink she had tucked into her laces like a boot-knife and-<br/><br/>The chants got her attention then, standing on one leg with her hand on her foot, she looked up at the entire football team - first string and practice team - staring at her naked body and cheering. It was at this time that she realized completely just how...<em>exciting</em>it was to be standing naked in the middle of an onlooking crowd. OH how wet it quickly got her; this was HOT!<br/><br/>She was broken from her reverie by the towel thrown around her, causing the afro-latina to blink several times before wrapping it around her for coverage, leaving her a little more focused. Just a little though; she was SO turned on right now.<br/><br/>"Si, I'm fine. Arms hurt a little from the uh, the field goal," she glanced over at the demolished metal object, which had several Mariposa-shaped indents in it from where it'd been smacked into her repeatedly. "Pretty sure I launched the thing into low orbit or something... oh, hold on, I gotta call this in."<br/><br/>She gently brushed her thumb over the top of the small, HIGHLY reinforced device - mostly they used buttons, but she uh, had a bad bit of luck with the ones they'd given her that were buttons before - and it pinged as active a moment later.<br/><br/>"This is La Mariposa located at FDR Highschoo calling in a Freedom League incident: Just had an encounter with a... grey goo... nanite monster... thing... that became sentient during a chemistry lab," Chica began, not really sure how to describe the thing properly. "The goo was aggressive, and after a brief yet protracted physical altercation, I ended up launching it... uh... over the horizon... some direction... look, just pull up the radar and find the UFO that originated with a sonic boom at the FDR High Football field and figure out where the hell it landed please? I'm still at school and currently naked after the fight so I REALLY need someone to confirm it's out after the terminal landing... wherever it uh... landed..."<br/><br/>She moved her finger off the sensor, and then remembered:<br/><br/>"Oh, and we need a repair team. Structural building damage, window damage, plumbing damage, lab furniture damage, grounds damage, and sports equipment damages. Also there's an exposed gas line on the football field now, so we need an inspector as well. La Mariposa out."<br/><br/>Chica sighed as she tucked the comm back into the top of her sock; normally she'd have been a bit more composed on the comm, but... well... did she mention she was really horny now? She was really horny now. Horny enough she was distracted from Mr. Mazur's apology until Coach caught her attention again.<br/><br/>"Eh? Como? Oh right yeah, no big deal; pretty sure the class was fu-er, screwing around when they shouldn't have too," Chica answers as she hugs the towel a little tighter around her, smiling. "And thanks Coach, for the towel too. I already got detention for some stupid stunt someone pulled with me anyway..."<br/><br/>The onlooking crowd was dispersed after, and Chica took a long, deep breath after she was pretty sure nobody was observing, and her body shook with a shiver that she'd been holding back.<br/><br/>Seriously, she was fucking HORNY now!<br/><br/>BUT she was also still at school, and as much as she thought people like Miss Titties were annoying to listen to, and the dress code was not necessarily her 'thing', getting kicked out of school for masturbating in the locker room was NOT on her list of things to do today, and her luck had already been pushed...<br/><br/>Speaking of locker room: she had a couple spares of her Mariposa-line clothes in her locker in the second floor hallway - again, she'd had to have it custom built and installed, so she didn't break it accidentally... again - which meant she had to walk into the main part of the school, up to her locker on the second floor, to grab it...<br/><br/>...walk through the populated school... in a towel... naked but for it... to her locker... naked...<br/><br/>...Chica clenched her thighs together at the mere thought; she'd always been a fan of showing off her body - it's why she wore so much skintight athletic wear, hell her entire line was cut to show off as much of her muscle-rippling body as possible! - but this? This was something else!<br/><br/>So yeah... time to go get her clothes... and then get dressed... and go to class...<br/><br/>...part of her wondered if she could get away with getting dressed in the hallway...