((AH! I missed the whole fight?! Now, I'm just confused...Oh, well. I know how to take care of Cole.))
Cole woke up, lying in the remains of the club. Her dress was smoking slightly from a Dracon shot that had caught her in the chest before she could even reach the bathroom to morph out of sight. Her brain was a little fuzzy on the details. All she really knew was that she couldn't spot Yarin, Cody, Kelran, Jason, or Emily. However, she did notice that a few other Controllers were gaining consciousness. She pulled off the heels and stood up, darting out of the club as fast as she could, actually leaping over one fallen table, arms outstreached in a basic ballet move.
She ran outside, squinting in the darkness to see if she could find anyone. She was actually a bit pissed at the guys. Emily she could at least understand, since they had just met, but the guys were her teammates. They had arranged this date and then abandoned her. She was going to have words. Hopefully before her anger simmered down and she better assessed the situation.