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October was about to raise a wall of ice when the man said take aim, and her eyes widened once again when the bullets hit Tsim. He hadn't even moved! Why was he being such an idiot?! She blinked when the bullets fell, though, and was even more confused when she felt the water and the mist. That's his power, isn't it? she thought to herself, deciding it was, and that she could ask to make sure later.

As soon as she had a chance, she swung her scythe, a stream of ice coming out of the blade at the people, which made the air around the stream become cold as well. She bit the inside of her lip in concentration, ready to get out of the way if it was needed, which she was sure it would be.

Upon seeing the flame thrower, October almost whimpered. Her powers would be useless in this situation, she knew it. How could they have known her power and Tsim's power, though? How could they be so well prepared? She swallowed, shaking her head at the thought, and stopped the stream of ice, quickly getting out of the way when the flames were aimed at her. She got her scythe out of the way first, though; even if it was only a weapon, it meant a lot to her, since her father had made it. And, well, he couldn't exactly make another one for her, since he was dead. The flames just barely missed her, but they had scorched part of the sleeve of her shirt, which made the girl swallow. That was way too close... she thought to herself.

She looked at Tsim when he looked at her, and noticed the cave. She gave a brief nod and quickly started heading toward the cave, though still keeping most of her attention on the angry mod. She looked at Tsim. "Alright, what's the plan?" she asked him. She knew he wouldn't say anything, but she did know he would at least do something so that she knew what to do.

October blinked, and couldn't help but blush a little when he grabbed her wrist. She shook her head though and ran with him, keeping a firm grip on her scythe and making sure she kept up with him. She didn't want to slow him down, after all. As soon as they stopped running, she walked, silently trying to catch her breath. She still followed him. "Are we safe yet?" she asked quietly.

The girl let out a sigh of relief. "Good..." she said, mostly to herself. She looked at the burned part on the sleeve of her shirt, knowing that if she hadn't moved when she did, her skin would have gotten burned as well. Too close... she thought to herself, just like she had earlier.

"Well, if we're safe, I suppose I... actually, nevermind." She shook her head. She had been about to say she could get rid of her scythe, but if she did, then it would quite loud, which might make the mob find them again. She didn't want to be responsible for that. So, she still held onto her weapon as she walked, figuring that she could make it go away in a little while.

October continued walking, and remembered all the clones of himself he had made. Since she figured that they were away from the people and that none of them would find them, she decided to ask about hi powers. "So, you can make copies of yourself?" she asked.