Parker was skimming Isabel's notes as she talked, and looked up with a 'we're frakked' expression. "And I haven't heard anything about where Jim is, and you can bet he'd have something to say about his girlfriend throwing random spells around. And given what happened to Jamie, I'm guessing Marier did something there, and while I haven't herad about Bel... there's another bad feeling, right there." She sighed, trying to total it up in her head. "Okay, I think now is the time we go to someone with more firepower than we've got. I don't want to end up a Barbie doll or a little Pomeranian if I run into any of these three.
"He couldn't talk straight. So I'm guessing yes. I'm afraid to ask about the ones we haven't run into." Parker shook her head. "Right. Jack didn't want to go to the administration directly, but I think we need a consult. Maybe with Mr. Phale? He's the only teacher high-powered enough that I know well enough to take this to who might listen."
"That's perfect, especially considering he's the one that wrote Lana the note to get into Special Collections in the first place," Isabel replied. "Let's go do it now. Before we're the last ones left standing. Besides, I promised people dinner tonight. And damnit, I'm delivering."
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