Pandora's Box

Attention Grabbing

Jemma walks into Hermes' empty classroom, the teacher at his desk going through papers.

"You were right." Jemma declares, making Hermes look up from where he's sitting, "Taking that box thing did get her attention. Although, I'm still not exactly sure why she's so hung up on it. And why is this box so important?"

"I told you, if you want to get to know Dora, you're going to have to get her attention. Did you get it?" asks Hermes somewhat playfully.

"Yes... but you're avoiding my question. What's so important about it? She made it seem like it was a big problem she didn't have it. Like something bad was going to happen if she didn't get it back." suggests Jemma, clearly concerned.

Finally Hermes fully turns to Jemma, "Don't worry, if that's true we'll give it back before anything serious really happens. Right now we're just looking to learn. Whatever happened to you is somehow connected to this box. If we're going to find out how, we need to understand what effect it had on you and why. Do you want to figure it out?"

"I do, I... I don't understand what happened. It was so insane. Why did I do what I did? What made me do it? Was it all my idea or someone else's? Or something else? I just... I don't get it." declares Jemma.

"We'll figure it out together, I promise. Unless Pandora was willing to help us out?" asks Hermes rhetorically in his case though not for Jemma.

That makes Jemma frown, noticeably hurt by the idea, "She wouldn't tell me anything. I thought we had connected. It felt like we did after everything we went through. But... now I'm not so sure."

"I'm sure once we understand what happened, she'll open up to you." Hermes suggests.

"I hope so. I... I really like her." Jemma confesses, revealing a little vulnerability.

"And I'm sure she likes you too. She's probably just afraid that you won't understand whatever it is that's going on with her. But if you figure it out? There would be no reason to keep you apart." the shape shifter calling himself Hermes says, trying to sound sympathetic to how Jemma feels.

The reassurance of it makes Jemma smile at him.

* * *

The bell rings for the end of class. Sarah is sitting in her seat while her other classmates gather up their things, she just sits there. She balls her hand up into a fist and there's a bit of a red glow from her hand. When she opens it, the weird red energy bubble ripples out, hitting several of her classmates. They stop for a moment, their eyes glowing red ever so slightly but quickly shake it off.

They keep going to leave class but one of them has a red electrical static shock leave their foot and hit the floor. All of the sudden, he trips slightly and falls accidentally into another classmate who falls forward into another, making them stumble.

They turn to the others, "Hey man, what's your damage?"

"I tripped." the first one insists.

"Sure you did." the second one says as she pushes them in response.

"Hey..." the pushed one pushes back, causing them to fall into another fellow student.

Things start to get worse from there, each one pushing back and forcing the teacher to step in as quickly as they can.

Sarah meanwhile, simply sits there with a smile on her face watching the chaos in front of her, a red glow in her eyes.