*Rushes across the campus, stopping Beka and co before they reach the office*

Beka, I got your message about the raid. Yeah, we need ammo and munitions and whatnot... but the *principal's office*? I wouldn't go messing with her or her space if I were you. (But you being you, will probably ignore me). Look last night Phoebe was passing out weapons from the firing range. You might want to check there for what's left.