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Odd as it may have sounded, Aurora was beyond grateful that neither Ashara or James offered her a hand up. Perhaps it seemed inconsiderate on their behalf, but maybe they'd been around the poor clutz of a girl long enough to know that bringing attention to such a dynamic failure would only make the situation far worse. As if she weren't red enough, taking note of her little tumble, even in an act of kindness to help her out, would multiply that blush of hers tenfold. Not to mention chances of her taking another tumble would skyrocket. It seemed the more nervous and embarrassed she got, the more her agility declined. Truly it wasn't the best combination because even the slightest slip up could be cause for a total downward spiral. Whatever hypothesis Ashara was conducting in the confines of her own thoughts might not have been all that far off, for as useless as the floundering girl seemed at the moment, she always seemed to be a resource on the field. Looking at her now, pink-cheeked on her hands and knees, it was hard to believe she could be anything more or less than a liability, but she always seemed to manage when it mattered most. Taking a moment to collect herself, oceanic orbs would peer out at the restless crowd swarming the street. It was a bit unnerving watching it all, listening to the lies the man in the center was spewing, watching as the blonde woman tried and failed several times to diffuse the situation. It was a disaster waiting to happen and yet she couldn't manage to tear her gaze away. By the time she'd managed to push herself to her feet and return her attention to them, her face was no longer red, but starkly white with unease.

Her momentary lapse of her usual timid ways was shortlived. However, the girl would let out a faint sound that one might guess was a laugh at James's well placed joke. Rori had always been a quiet girl, timid and shy. The real nerves and anxiety hadn't set in until years ago when her life had done a complete flip flop and she was submitted to torture device that were better left unspoken. Before that, she'd always loved to read. It was a pastime she still enjoyed, though hardly had the time for it. Even so, the Harry Potter series had always held a special place in her heart. It seemed James had managed to uncover more about her with these silly references than he had with the bombardment of questions... which weren't quite over it seemed. "I-I um..." A deer caught in the headlights, baby-blues wide with shock, her mouth nearly hanging open as she tripped and stumbled over her own words. She attempted to force an answer out, but the words just kept catching in her throat. The lingering silence of course brought that blush creeping back into her cheeks. Relief washed over her when Ashara stepped in, taking both the spotlight and some of the pressure off her. Despite her nerves and embarrassment, Rori could help the excitement that swelled inside her at the mention of the tasty treat Ashara promised to make them. Still unable to form words, instead she'd give her head a quick nod, a small smile tugging on her lips. Considering the girl's nature, that was answer enough. Perhaps she'd had a desert like that before, but it would have been long ago and such a delicacy would truly be looked forward too. Especially with the mess just outside their alley. Content to sit back and let the other two do the talking, she couldn't help another small laugh at Ashara's teasing and James's joking rebuttal. "Future wizard. You're not all that scary yet." The correction would be soft, barely audible, but once again she was minus her usual stutter as she commented on the fact that he hadn't actually attended Hogwarts yet. There was a hint of a smirk on her lips, cerulean orbs glancing upwards but not quite meeting his gaze, but peering through her lashes instead.

Falling back into silence, the fun and games would have to come to an end as the situation in the streets grew more dire. Ash had a good point. They couldn't let him keep talking and causing all this unrest, but attacking him would surely cause a riot. Once again sapphire hues would scan the area, searching for a solution of some kind. Her search was rendered useless before she even cam to a solution as sever loud bangs cracked through the air like a whip. In her typical Rori fashion, she'd nearly jump out of her own skin, but the embarrassment that would usually follow such an incident never came. There wasn't room for it with the dread swelling in her chest. Blue eyes widened as she watched the crowd before them break into complete chaos, several brawls breaking out in the middle of the road. Whatever peaceful solution she had been looking for was long gone now. Then again, the chances that this would have been settled peacefully were pretty far fetched anyway. Perhaps she should have jumped without hesitation, but that was very much unlike the tiny girl before them. Instead, just like James, she looked to Ashara. She held no real leadership over their little team, but Rori and James seemed to look to her for direction all the same. She didn't speak her concerns, but they were written quite clearly on her face. That was perhaps a blessing for both Rori and everyone she came in contact with. While she might bot say much most the time, her expressions and body language said it all. She was an open book on that front.

All this commotion, all this tension, all this chaos, but she was ready. Determined even, it could he seen in the slightest changes of her demeanor. The way soft blue hues hardened, peering out at the crowd from beneath dark lashes and furrowed brows. The way the awkwardness seemed to drain from her body, and instead she held herself with a sort of grace that she only ever showed in the face of a fight. Hands extended in front of her, almost like a conductor ready to lead a symphony in the finest of masterpieces. Only she wasn't commanding a group of musical artists, instead she was calling to the water James had unleashed from the water lines deep below. The raising of a slender arm, the twitch of delicate fingers, it responded to her just as easily as an orchestra would. Each movement was small, barely noticeable if you weren't watching carefully. The soft flare of her nostrils as she took in a long slow breath, the gentle fall of her chest as she let it all out. The flutter of dark locks caught on the wind. All around her the water began rising, forming into long tendrils like the many arms of an octopus. They swirled around her, ready to defend and attack at the flick if a wrist. Aurora was much to small to look intimidating. There was an innocence about her that made it hard to find her even remotely terrifying. Yet, for the first time that day she looked like a warrior that was capable of more than injuring herself on part of her own clumsiness.

A deafening roar split the sky, like the growl of some ethereal beast slamming itself against the gates of heaven. The thunder rumbles through the streets, reverberating through her bones. It was a sound that under normal circumstances would have caused Rori to jump right out of her skin. However, while her heart skipped a before before lurching forward and racing like an anxious bird trapped within the confines of her chest, she remained still. Sapphire orbs watched as Shockwave called off his dominion soldiers, and then just like that it was over and done with. Rori blink several times in confused surprise. Once she was sure it wasn't just some sort of trick, she let her hands fall back to her side and with that, so did the water. In hindsight, that might not have been the best idea. It came crashing down, splashing up around her, leaving both her clothes and her hair spotted with water. Just like that she was back to her usual self, that being timid and awkward. She was no longer a warrior or a worthy combatant, she was just Rori. Small and shy. It was like she collapsed in on herself, trying to make herself as small and unnoticeable as possible, letting dark locks fall over her face and conceal her features as she started down at her feet and the water droplets that clung to her boots.

As was most natural for the shy girl, she jumped slightly as James landed back on the ground beside her. As blue eyes came up to meet chocolate orbs, a small smile would tug at corners of her mouth at his comment. "Beauty and brains them, you've got it all." The girl was soft spoken, even as she tried to poke fun at him. At least she hadn't stumbled over her words and made a mess of it like she often did. He was talking again, but as he was talking he leaned in closer, causing her breath to catch in her throat. Their noses just inches a part. It made it hard to focus on his words, and if she was honest she had really only caught the last of it. Already the heat was creeping back into her face, painting her pale face a nice rosy shade. The poor girl was too nervous to bring herself to look at the man, let alone say something. She just hoped he didn't notice. She wondered if he could hear her heart pounding frantically in her chest at this distance, which only caused her face to flood with more color. Forcing herself to take a deep breath, in and out, she worked on trying to compose herself and come up with some sort of a response. He had something about being hungry, which truth be told she wasn't sure where he kept it all. Reaching behind her, she unzipped a puch on the bag slung across her shoulders. From it she would pull out a protein bar, much like the ones James had been munching on earlier. Aurora had known James long enough to know that he was always hungry, and that he always ran out of food. She'd taken to bringing along extras for him. "To tide you--" She'd opened her mouth to speak, but before she could get all of the words out of her mouth, he'd swept her up off her feet and over his shoulder. A small, surprised squeal escaped through her lips before she could think to stop it. Immediate regret washed over her at how ridiculous she sounded and she clamped her mouth shut. Her face, which had just returned to a normal shade, was flooded with red again and the blush crept up her neck and into her cheeks. Letting her head drop, she would surrender to her own embarrassment, letting her dark hair fall over her shoulders and conceal her red cheeks.

Heart racing forward, a small humming bird flapping frantically, wings brushing against her ribcage as it tried to escape, the girl couldn't bring herself to look up at Ash or their newly found ally. About all she could muster up was a small wave of her hand. As James set her back down on her feet, she would stumble slightly. She did manage to catch herself before she actually fell over though. As her face cooled slightly, she would reach up and brush her hair out of her face, delicately tucking it behind her ears. She would look at Grace for the first time, managing a timid, yet friendly smile. "G-good to meet you." Her voice was quieter and quivered more than usual, but really the fact that she had managed to speak at all was an impressive feat for Rori. After all, she'd known Ash and James for a while now and still often fell victim to her own nerves. Grace was a stranger, and it would take the girl time to grow accustomed. She was trying though, and she hoped that counted for something. As Ash opened up a portal beside them, revealing through it the familiar building of the providence headquarters, she would step through it carefully. She could still remember the first time she used one of Ash's portals. It was an odd sensation, like stepping through the surface of mirror. Just like that, in seconds, you could find yourself miles away from where you once were. It was rather useful, definitely better than the alternative. Catching her balance on the other side, Rori would stand just outside the chain link fence, waiting for the others.