It was a good instinct to have in a fight. Always know your surroundings. Your armor would take the brunt of the hit you were about to receive you kne... as you flew through the air. All you had to do was angle yourself a bit to allow your armor to protect you. Your shield took a pretty big hit from the Drake's tail which is why you found yourself flying through the air. Assuming you survived this fight you'd have to make sure to fix any dents it took. So many thoughts flew through your mind as. ' Rachel was crying and Patrick jumped at the bully, knocked him down, and was bouncing on him while yelling 'bully' and 'filthy racist'!" Sounds okay to me. I used to do that nearly 30 years ago where Jacky was concerned." They're not supposed to fight!" What's a six-year-old supposed to do with an eight-year-old? Reason with him?" I'm not sure. But I've got to go in to school to speak with the headmistress on Monday." Better you than me. I'd just agree with Patrick." Yes. And they'd just. “5:00pm. It’s a two-and-a-half hour flight. When will you be back in Chicago?”“The 20th of July, if all goes according to plan. How long are you staying in Okinawa?”“Two weeks. Then it’s back home to San Diego.”“May I give you some advice?” I asked.“Sure.”“It can be very dangerous to flirt and tease the way you were if you don’t mean it.”“Who says I didn’t mean it?” she smirked.I shook my head, “Be serious, please.”“I was,” she said.I took a deep breath and let it out, and decided to simply let. She said ok and showed them to the closet where the breakers are and heard them cursing when they saw the flipped breaker. They flipped the switch and the lights came back on. The older guy began to complain about being called out of bed for such a petty call. Barbra let her robe fall open again and innocently asked if there was something she could do to make it up to them. The younger guy turned to the older guy and said something in Spanish before turning back to Barbra. The two guys did.