Acre
"Wow...just wow. Guess I'll just stick with a black mask over my eyes. That's how the Americans do it and if it's good enough for them, I guess it's fine for me too. No reason for a suit for me in either case. I can't deal with the extra weight if I'm going to fly anyone up to the hospital." Acre wasn't happy. In all truth he preferred going without the suit, he already had a plan that would make the ducking and sneaking in the hospital walkways needless, and would keep the dangers for the sick, as well as anyone else, low. What annoyed him was being left out of the running, plus the thought that he might not be able to pull it off. "It doesn't matter." He said shaking his head. "I don't know about this pool thing but good luck. As for the hospital, well," Acre grinned. "I can do it with some help from Chad. As much as the twins lack tact, I'm sure they would do better destroying a pool house than a hospital with sick and unhealthy people in it. Cody might be useful but I don't want to take too many." He turned toward Gabriel. "You know a lot about crystals right? Maybe you could supply us with some. But if you're telepathic like I've heard, it'd be best if you went to the pool. That way you could listen to see if someone notices you and tries to hide it. The silent alarm trick and all that." He looked at his knuckles which had stopped bleeding. "Sierra, you can go with the twins. Your powers can be used to force Cody's mom to come." Acre sighed unhappily. "The obituaries are going to have more entries tomorrow, I just know it." He stood and slipped his hands into his pockets, rummaging around for some reciept paper. "Anything you'd like to add Headmistress. After all you're the one who brought us together so you get to be in charge. What's you're plan, I apologize for speaking before we could here it."