It wasn't long before they were joined by another person. He seemed slightly younger than the previous two, and bore simple, unassuming clothing. His face had a pronounced red-ish tone, and he bore blond hair of average length.

"Hi," he began, still looking a little flustered by the speech. "I'm Rhys. Treharne. Wish we were meeting under better circumstances..."

"You know what?" Cormac said, humorously glancing at March. "Never mind what I said earlier..."

The suit-clad blond that March had beckoned earlier was the next to introduce himself.

"Introductions are in order? Kirill Yudin." he said with a slight bow. "A pleasure."

"Mind if I join?" a nearby person inquired. "I'm Lucas, but you can call me Luke."

"Don't see any reason why not..." Cormac said with a slight shrug.

"I've heard horror stories about this place." Rhys whispered to the group conspiratorially . "I have a friend, his sister's college roommate's nephew was taken here. They say he went insane. I'm just saying that it's something to think about."

"Yes, let's all start thinking about this, it will definitely help alleviate the growing tension." Cormac responded, his voice dripping with subtle sarcasm.

"What the FUCK?!", a booming, loud voice erupted from elsewhere in the room, followed by a number of indiscernible curses. "The fuck is this shit?! This can't have been allowed by the gov! Fuck those guys! You hear me?!"

It was almost as though the universe itself was conspiring to prove his point. The person talking was a large, intimidating, testosterone riddled man wearing a bandana and an almost amusingly stereotypical "thug" attire. Although he was the only one to express his views in such a vocal manner, it was quite clear that the sentiment in the room mostly echoed his words.

"Case and point." he concluded, giving a subtle, comical gesture towards the behemoth. "I don't know about you guys, but I rather enjoy living, and do not particularly fancy getting fried by a high powered electromagnetic pulse."

Before the others could voice their opinions, they were joined by a pair of people, a young man with short cropped dark hair and the young woman with the shoulder cape that lil' Miss General Ripper had singled out earlier.

"Hi. I'm Shane.", the boy introduced himself.

"And I'm Madeline," she interjected quietly, before being almost thrown to the floor by a sudden jolt in the elevator.

"Cormac, March, Kirill, Lucas and Rhys." he enumerated, unfazed, pointing at the relevant people comically as he did so, adding just the right amount of hesitation to make it seem like he required effort to memorize the names. He then quickly added with a falsely serious tone. "We were just discussing the religious implications of accepting Jesus Christ, our lord and saviour, into our daily lives, would care to join us?"

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