The tall, silvery gleaming tower stood tall in the outskirts of the main city in Focal. It could be seen from miles around, being one of the tallest buildings in Markson. Just shy of being taller that the wall, one could see into the Outlands from the top of the roof. Today was a special day. Today, the Recruits would be showing up for the first time, each arriving two hours before dinner. Slowly, one by one, twenty limos, one for each new Recruit, pulled into the circular driveway in front of the facility. A young, Asian man stood out from, a smile on his face, as his companion scribbled things down on a clipboard, looking over his glasses at the different colored limos. The Luminosity limos are completely white, where the Till ones are brown, the Principle limos are dark green, the Slight limos are dark blue, and the Focal limos are completely black.

Up on the rooftop, a helicopter prepared for launch. Sky Carlson hung out on the edge, a laser M26 Rifle on his hip as he gripped one of the handrails on the underside of the plane. He looked out over the limos as they pulled up. Kym Carspring hopped into the helicopter as well, holding a semi-automatic machine gun. Sky tapped his nearly invisible headset and asked her, “Well, what do you think?” Kym looked over the edge of the roof and nodded up at him. “They’ll do,” he told her, his muscles flexing as he looked over the edge again. “Pilot, take us out! I want to be back before dinner!” He hit the top of the helicopter and it took off from the roof, heading toward the Outlands.

Going back down to the front of the building, Nau Trent, one of the teachers and the leader of the facility, looked toward his companion, Tri Crater. Tri rolled his eyes at Nau and watched as the new Recruits began to get out of their limousines. Nau stood up straighter, put on his best, winning smile, and announced loudly, “Welcome, all, welcome. Please, come gather in front of me.” He waved to the area below the stairs that he and Tri were standing on. He watched carefully as the new Recruits approached the area below him and he noticed a familiar face. He nudged Tri and jerked his chin toward one of the Luminosity limos. “Is that…”

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Her large green eyes flitted around nervously. She tucked a strand of black hair back behind her ear and tapped her fingers on her legs. Citrine picked at the edge of her dress, feeling nervous, as she should be. Her brother forced her to wear this dress because he wanted her to look “nice” for her arrival. She peered out of the tinted windows of the limousine and saw that a few of the other girls had just come in jeans and an old tee shirt. That isn’t fair. She sighed and looked toward her small backpack full of snacks from her brother. Well… at least she had these. She hiked the backpack up onto her shoulders as the limousine pulled in to a stopped behind the other Luminosity limos.

Taking a deep breath as the limo driver opened the door for her, she stepped out of the cab, Bright sunshine shone down on her and she held up her hand, blocking the sun from hitting her eyes. She looked toward the glass tower and saw the light reflect off of it. The tower was gorgeous, but she knew that beautiful things can be deadly. She looked around at all of the other new Recruits and she immediately felt like a recluse. None of these people have probably ever met an Anomalous face to face when she has met them multiple times. She felt a bitter rage rise up low in her throat. She hated Anomalous. They killed her whole family besides her brother Rey, which is one of the reasons why she is here.

She looked around for any familiar faces, but she didn’t see any. The people from Luminosity were obviously not from her neck of the woods. Right then, the man from the steps called for them to come gather underneath him. She immediately walked over, her old, worn out heels clicking against the pavement. She went and stood at the very back of the ground, hoping to remain hidden from everyone. She didn’t need to be see in her old dress and old shoes. She tucked another strand of black hair back behind her ear and, in frustration, just pulled all of it back up into a ponytail. She twisted it up into a bun and stuck a pencil from her bag through it before settling and watching the man on the steps. He looked at her curiously before looking over the crowd again.

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His entrance was more… exuberant than the rest’s. “Hello, Guard Facility!” Colt yelled as he leapt out of his limo. He didn’t even bother waiting for the limousine driver to get the door. He slung his single duffel bag over his shoulder. Just like everyone else, his stuff had been shipped here straight from his house. He looked around and saw that he was slightly underdressed, only wearing a pair of black gym shorts and an open vest with no shirt on underneath. He saw some Slight girls gawking at him. He winked at them and they giggled, looking away quickly. He didn’t care about being shirtless in public. He loved the attention.

Walking up to the glass tower, he whistled. “Damn, this is even bigger than I thought it would be,” he said to no one in particular. He looked around and saw the two men standing on the steps. He also saw one of the younger girls from his Grid getting out of her limo with a backpack on her back. He smiled and turned back to the glass tower. He noticed a helicopter fly up and off of it, heading out toward the Outlands. He smiled. One day, that would be him in there. And, only a year and a day away, it would be.

The man on the step called the Recruits over and he immediately began walking over toward him. He stood at the very front, probably blocking a few peoples’ views, but he plopped his duffel bag down in front of him and stood at attention with his feet apart and his hands clasped in front of him. At six foot five, Colt was a very intimidating size for a guy his age, but the men on the step didn’t even seem scared of him. He wasn’t worried though. Guards were supposed to be fearless, especially considering the creatures they went up against every day. Colt smiled and waited for the rest of the Recruits to approach.

Dyana kept buttoning her jean blue button down in anticipation "Just act like you, im sure they're will be other's from my districts...just for gods sake try to make it through this" she looked out to see others already standing near the stars and it seemed that the districts were colored differently "huh...thats a bit of an interesting choice..." her limousine stopped and a man opened the door for her. Grabbing her back pack, she slung it over her shoulder and stepped out. Brushing her faded blue jeans off, she looked around the area and was in awe almost.

Looking to the building ahead, she almost couldn't contain her excitement, there had been buildings in Luminosity but not like this. She wasn't obvlious to these, it was just amazement to see that they could be this big. Walking over next to another Luminosity boy she kind of found a bit of comfort in knowing there was at least one other around her that she knew was from her district, even if she didn't know who he was "Uh...I know you Limo was white, as was mine and I think that means we're from the same district, so..." she hated being awkward "Nice to meet you, my name is Dyana Dolaso" she extended a hand towards the boy.

The ride to the building was just as Nyaleena Vega had expected. She had been to the Guard training facility many times and knew just what to expect on Recruitment Day. Her brother, Codeeva, sat next to her in the limo, completely silent and staring out the window. To occupy her thoughts, she replayed the morning scene again in her head:

Nya stared intently before throwing her hands up in defeat. “This is hopeless! Focal is about to be overtaken!” she exclaimed. She took a deep breath and adjusted her posture. She was a Guard and knew it needed to show. She tried not to let the sound of panic enter her voice before she continued, “My forces are surrounded on three of the four perimeters but I can clearly see a head on approach will be a slaughterfest. Our rations are low; we haven’t slept in days and…”

“Nya,” her brother interrupted, “how do you know your regiments haven’t slept in days?” He set his blue, Anomalous game piece down and looked across the board with a twinkle in his eye and a slight smirk on his lips. “I mean, we’ve only been playing for 2 hours.”

“Oh shut up.” Nya replied, throwing her red, Guard Commander game piece at his face and slumping back in the dark, leather chair. It was cold. Only the edge of the seat had been used. “I just hate that I always lose.” She paused, leaning her head back to stare at the ceiling. “I need to drown these sorrows.” She got up from the low coffee table and headed into the kitchen for a drink. Her brother followed silently. He leaned against the counter, watching her. As she poured two glasses of juice, Nya continued, “I don’t even know why I play with you. I mean, the Guard’s best and brightest graduate should be playing with people in his own league. Not a lowly recruit.” She was purposely playing a hurt victim and rolled her eyes dramatically at the last point. In reality, they were quite evenly matched in the game. Codeeva just smiled, not wanting to encourage her outburst, and picked up the beverage she handed to him. He glanced at the bright clock on the wall behind Nya’s head.

“Speaking of,” he started. He swallowed the last of his juice, set the glass down, picked up his jacket and headed to the door. He stood in the doorway and attached two guns, two knives, and a small medical kit to himself, all in one swift movement. Nya watched him like a child watching fireworks for the first time. He continued, “We need to head out. A Vega will not be late on their first day. You will become the best and brightest in no time.” His face became stern, the look of The Guard. Then he winked.

Her thoughts returned to present day. No pressure. She sighed and stepped out of the car. “Good luck.” Codeeva smiled at her one last time. Nya failed to return the smile as she turned to face the next year of her life.

To say that Sarah was nervous as she sat in her limo was an understatement "Keep calm Sarah, you can do this" she said to herself as she nervously played with her hair in the back of her limo and looking over her jeans and t-shirt. Looking out of her window she noted the different colours of the cars and was left in awe when she caught sight of the Guard training facility. As her limo pulled up next to the building and the driver opened the door for her, she climbed out out mouth agape at the impressive structure.

"Thank you" she said to the driver as she took in the building and the other recruits, the building was impressive and gave Sarah the confidence to know she was joining something bigger than herself. Looking around at the other recruits she assumed by the colour coding that there were three others from her district. She could already see two of them had paired off, while another in a dress and made her way to the back of the crowd. Smiling, Sarah decided to introduce herself to her. Making her way over she reached out her hand and said.

"Hi, I'm Sarah and judging by the colour of your limo were both from the same district, pleasure to meet you and that is a lovely dress"

Logan had never in his life left Till. Now he was on his way to Focal and to his training. He was both excited and scared. Course there was no way he would ever get back home. He was going to be a Guard or die trying. He was gonna be the top recruit if he had to beat the hell out of all this snotty rich creeps. Not a single one of them had ever had dirt on their hands. That would make them easier to beat. He figured none of them could take a punch. Logan knew he could beat any of them up.

He saw two of them jump out of their limos while he walked like a normal person. He had basically convinced the driver to let him out since he hated limo's. He was just a farmer's son. He was wearing a pair black jeans. It was something he would wear out into the fields. Course he had a grey tank top over his shoulder since again that was something he would do back home. There was no real shame in his family and these rich snobs would be all a flutter over something like that. He stood at about six four inches tall and was built from years of farm work. He looked over at the other guy standing there. He could tell that this guy was pampered. "You snobs are all the damn same. Glass jaws and pedicures. I could kick you up and down this street." Logan said not backing down. His brothers had taught him to study some one by if they could fight.

He said looking from the guy and towards the rest. "Seems I'm the only real person here." He said looking at the girl who popped out of another limo. "Wow. Anyone else want to wear their jewels? I thought this was for the Guard not some sort fashion thing..."

Light leapt into Alda's eyes when she felt a rough tap on her shoulder as the limo driver turned to wake her up. "I'm sorry, Miss...Bayne," said the man awkwardly, but she nodded in thanks and pushed the vehicle's door open. The daylight made the young woman squint and rub at her eyes. As soon as her eyes were adjusted, she looked with dread at the massive slab of glass that loomed so high above her, reminding Alda of an improperly-cut tree that was about to fall on its slayer.

Enough of that. Gotta go. She made her way toward where the rest of the crowd were coalescing and scanned the group of people warily. For a few moments, she let her eyes settle on a good-looking topless guy from, she presumed, Luminosity. Certainly loud though. A few girls nearby giggled in an infuriating way when the young man winked, so quickly Alda looked away and focused on finding a relatively-clear part of the crowd. There was no point in getting involved in anyone here. Her "gift" would likely just be revealed sooner or later, and that would only mean trouble.

But that didn't mean she couldn't appreciate handsome males. She stole another glance toward Colt, reasoning with herself that it was simply like admiring a good piece of art. She had been taken away from the calm, peaceful forest, so she figured she should make the best of it. She absentmindedly pushed someone who had stumbled too close to her away, surreptitiously continued to ogle the complete stranger, and waited for someone to announce that dinner was ready.

Flashback
"Ready or not, here I come!" Braylen yells from afar. Lincoln could hear it, as he hides in a crevasse between two large rocks. Lincoln peeks around one of the rocks, sees nothing. He begins to look around, checking for another hiding spot he could get to if things get bad. "Where are you Linc?!" Her voice is getting closer, but Lincoln can't abandon ship just yet. "I gotta wait for the right time." Lincoln thinks to himself as he peeks around one of the rocks. He sees Braylen. Her long dark brown hear flipping around as she checks every corner of the woods.

Lincoln and Braylen takes hide and seek very seriously. It is 6-5 right now, Braylen's lead. Lincoln has to win this one, if he doesn't, he will never hear the end of it until the next "season" of hide and seek starts. "If you come out, I will make you a batch of yummy peanut butter chocolate brownies!" Braylen yells out, smiling greatly. Lincoln's eyes widened, those were his favorite dessert, nothing ever comes even close to Bray's Famous Peanut Butter Choco Browns. It's tempting, but Lincoln stays strong. Lincoln peeks around one of the rocks again, but to his dismay, Braylen is standing about five feet away, gleefully smiling. "Crap!" Lincoln starts to run, locking in on the "safe zone." If he gets there, he will be safe, and it is his turn to seek. But Braylen begins to close in, her long hair and dress flapping behind her.

Braylen's leap deems successful. Lincoln was on the ground, Braylen on top. "Yaaaaaayyyyyy!" Braylen screams, blissfully jumping up and down. "You stink, Bray." Lincoln chides, brushing dirt off his pants.

Present
Lincoln snaps back into reality, looking up to the large tower out his window. It was one of the last memories he had of his sister, before she was killed by an Anomalous. His eyes filled with anger, promising himself he would kill all of the Anomalies. Lincoln tells himself to relax. The limo stops, now Lincoln sees a group of people at the stairs. "Must be my fellow recruits." Lincoln thinks to himself. His door is opened by a large man, and steps out. The cool breeze feels nice. Lincoln stared at the multi-colored line of limos. He always liked the colors for some reason. He begins to walk towards the group of recruits. He looks behind for a second, seeing other recruits make their way to the same destination. Before Lincoln gets the group, he stops. "This is it. My chance." Lincoln whispers, a tear runs down his cheek. He quickly wipes it off, and makes his way to the group, tossing his bag on his back.

Finn sighed as the limo he was currently seated in approached the gleaming towers that housed the Guards. To say he was nervous was an understatement. While he had been eager to join the Guards, despite his powers, he was now terrified. What if someone found out? He'd probably be shot on the spot, or at best, sent to the Outlands. He chewed on his nails as his limo neared his future home.

As the limo pulled to a stop, Finn grabbed the duffel bag that Alessa had helped him pack. He smiled as he thought of his kind hearted nanny, the one who's eyes were lined with wrinkles from smiling so much. He hopped out of the dark green limo that signified he was from Principle and looked around. He saw at least four white limos, but there were only two people from Principle, himself included.

Finn was not the average child from Principle. While he had been raised with mass amounts of money, he didn't take after his Grid mates with their snooty attitudes. Years of having to hide his powers had humbled him. However he knew that he'd most likely be targeted by one of the Recruits, someone who had a grudge against those in Principle.

Finn looked up at the instructor who had called for everyone to gather at the front of the steps. Having chewed his index finger nail to a stub, Finn moved onto the thumb as he walked forward with the rest of the recruits. He stopped, duffel bag slung over his shoulder and his eyes focused on the instructor.

Paige drummed her fingers against her kneecap waiting for the limo drive to be over. It wasn't that far for her. She was just going from one part of Focal to another. Pulling out a piece of gum from her pocket, she unwrapped it and popped it into her mouth. She was surprisingly nervous about arriving. This was the first time she was doing something for her benefit and not someone else's, specifically her parents. Balling up the gum wrapper, she stepped out of the limo. She flipped her curly hair over her shoulder before walking over to where the group was gathering. This was definitely an experience you couldn't be prepared for.

Looking around at some of the other people, Paige resisted the urge to wrinkle her nose. She wished that the Guard training facility wasn't in Focal, then all these other people wouldn't taint her home. But, at the same time she couldn't imagine leaving Focal for something less than amazing. Blowing a bubble with her gum and popping it loudly, she dropped her bag at her feet and crossed her arms. "This should be an interesting time." She mumbled to herself. She looked down at her nails and picked at the day old nail polish. "I need a new color." She held her hand away from her face trying to imagine what color would best suit her.

Tarvas wasn’t impressed by the fancy nature of his surroundings - a limo that was admittedly cleaner than most things that he had ever interacted with. His chance of tuning back had passed - and frankly, he didn’t mind one bit leaving his “home”. A home that was more than happy to see him go.

When he told his old man that he was going to join the Guard, he could tell that the old man was deciding whether to deride him for being useless or to rejoice at having Tarvas out of the house. It was the first time he ever got support from his adopted father, who was old enough to be his grandfather. He dressed in his best clothes - which weren’t much, given that everything in the house was at least 10 years old and either dirty or dusty - and left his life in Slight behind him.

When the limo stopped, he was not accustomed to how limos worked, so he let himself out. He wasn’t comfortable with groups of people - and stayed away from a particular bunch of what appeared to be rich kids.

Pompous lot they are he thought. One girl in particular looked like she hadn’t held a weapon in her life, let alone used one. She would drop out quickly.

He moved to the sides of his surroundings, wishing to be out of the clustered open space and hoping to move along sometime soon.

Hearing the teachers call the recruits over, he moved to the back of the forming crowd.

Seril:
Seril opened the brown door to his limo and thanked the driver for his time. His eyes lit up when he saw the tall tower in front of him. He felt his eyes begin to water when he noticed he was one of the last ones to get out. Dammit if he hadn’t spilled his moms tea on his lap he wouldn’t have had to change on the way over here. He was already from Till not to mention that he was a freak about to get trained to hunt freaks. But none of that was in Seril’s mind. This beautiful structure was a sight to see, as this was his first time ever even visiting Focal.

He looked around at the other recruits wondering if they had noticed him staring at the building, he thought he heard someone laugh when they started walking away without him. And he noticed another boy from Till starting to give them a reason to hate them already. Seril pulled on the sweatshirt his mother and sister had made for him, it was pretty new so it was a bit itchy. Seril figured there was no reason to even open his mouth until he was approached. He didn’t want to draw too much particular attention to himself.

He followed the other Recruits as they introduced themselves trying to catch some of there names. He had only caught Sarah and Dyana’s names and he thought he knew the other boy’s from Till, he recognized Mason, Seril figured his big ass would be here, and the other one was… He couldn’t put a finger on it. The air Seril was breathing even felt different. He coughed. Maybe it wasn’t a good different, he said smiling to himself.

The luster of the dark emerald limo demanded attention despite the rather reserved nature of its passenger. While she herself said little her attire would suggest the contrary. Her right side was exposed, provocative and showing a confidence required of those with status. In stark contrast her left looked as if was modeled after the dresses of royalty. The black and red ensemble tied in nicely with her hair and her piercings.

As with the others a chuffer opened the door. Stepping out, Zephornial Nolluxian tried her best to not make herself seem as egocentric as she appeared. But with each step the metallic jingle of her chained boots screamed out for attention. Rather than dwell on it she allowed her eyes to look about, trying to gather what she could about her surroundings. The buildings struck her as an odd design choice but not something to far fetched when one thinks of what it represents. What did merit her attention was the strange assortment that was to be her allies.

She found it somewhat humorous how easy it was to tell the backgrounds of most of them just by their attitudes and dress. (Herself included.) As the setting began to sink in Zeph made her way over to the man on the stairs, and towards the front of the gathering.

Derric slowly stepped out of the car, looking around with a somewhat awed look. This place... It was so... Huge. For someone who spent his free time tracking and hunting various animals, seeing this giant crowd and these impossibly large buildings completely set him off and somewhat irritated him. Everywhere he looked he felt like his sense was tingling, letting him know something was wrong.

Derric began to press through the crowd with a small frown, glancing around at the various people. I wonder if there's anyone from Slight nearby... He thought to himself before absently scolding himself for being so ridiculous. Whether there is or not, there's no reason to be pitiful about not having a friend. Despite his thoughts about this, his sense began to tingle as he slowly looked around before his eyes fell upon a girl, who was failing at inconspicuously ogling a nearby barely-clothed boy. Slowly walking through the crowd, he came up behind her and chuckled, tapping her on the shoulder. "Like the view?"

@CLIW

Estella admired herself in the mirror one more time before she left home. Her brown hair was neatly curled and framed her heart-shaped face perfectly. Her blue chiffon dress reached just above her knees which she wore with a white faux-rabbit jacket. She then decided to pair it off with her black boots to give her a more casual look but still look more fashionable than everyone else. She smiled at her reflection, gave her hair one more primp, and went outside to ride to the facility.

When she arrived, she had to admit she was rather impressed with the building. "This place might not be so bad," she thought to herself. She looked around and saw that she knew no one. Well it was expected and she figured she will just have to show this place the queen she was. She was also way better dressed than everyone here, which pleased her. She heard they were calling for all the Recruits so she made her way through the crowd and waited for whatever announcement they had. She made sure to keep her distance. The last thing she wanted was to be jammed with a bunch of sweaty people and ruin her hair or something.

Alda jumped and turned her head, raising her eyebrows in an attempt to give that critical-but-innocently-confused look that says, What the hell are you talking about? It didn't work, though, because her face flushed and became a noticeable shade of pink. She struggled internally with whether to engage in conversation with the boy, who obviously couldn't mind his own business but didn't look too bad himself. "Very much enjoying the view," she finally answered, with the soft beginning of a half-chuckle and a small, nervous smile. Was he from Slight? she wondered, pondering if she had in fact seen him before. Perhaps briefly. Before the accident.

"Did you come over here to share the view?" she asked slyly.

@MatParker1711

Citrine jumped when a girl made a comment on her dress, but she made sure to smile politely and nodded. "Thank you," she responded, unsure of what really to say. She didn't recognize the girl. She then realized that she hadn't introduced herself and she quickly stammered out, "Oh, I'm Citrine, but a lot of people just call me Ci." She stuck her hand out swiftly and growled at herself. Of course she was already making a fool out of herself. Why couldn't she act normal for one day? She shook Sarah's hand before immediately dropping it back down by her side.

"So, did you take advanced classes back at your school too? My Weaponry and Defense teacher put me in a class two levels ahead of my own because the younger kids weren't challenging enough for me," Citrine stated with a smile. She then realized that she sounded like she was bragging and she quickly said, "Not that I'm bragging. I'm sure a lot of people here are good."

Well, this went to shit fast.

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@AgentFallenSoul

Colt turned at the sound of a girl's voice. He smiled down at the pretty thing and said, "Hey, darlin'. The name's Colt. Colt Winger." He took her hand and shook it hard. He dropped his hand back down by his side and said, "You're from Luminosity too?" He grinned at her. "I could tell. Girls laughter is the brightest, their eyes sparkle, and their smiles can be seen around Markson are always from Luminosity and you definitely meet the criteria." He scanned her up and down. "It is very nice to meet you."

Right then, one of the guys from Till (@Avanhelsing) made a snide comment and Colt whipped around, looking toward the guy. Colt was a little taller, but they were equal in size. Colt stormed up to him, glaring at him. "What did you say, dirt boy?" Colt snarled in his face. Colt was only a few inches away from him at this point. No one called him a snob and got away with it. He honestly couldn't believe that people would be so judgmental on the first day. "Glass jaws and pedicures, huh?" Colt cracked his knuckles. "I'll show you a glass jaw." He was about to make a swing for Logan when suddenly, his arm was grabbed from the side and twisted around his back. He gasped in pain as he was shoved to the ground and Nau's voice muttered in his ear, "Not here Recruit. Leave it on the training room floor."

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Nau dropped Colt's arm, shoving it away from him, and pressed two fingers in his mouth, whistling. "Alright, listen up, Recruits! For the next year and a day, you will be training in this facility. You will need to get used to the people here." He glared at Colt and Logan when he said this. "And you will need to make friends because these will be the people you will be working with." He clapped his hands together. "Now, down to business. The first thirty floors are for on duty Guards and the last three are for you guys. Last fourth and fifth floor are the training floors. The last sixth is the cafeteria and the final seventh and eighth are for your trainers.Training starts at eight a.m. sharp. I expect all you to be there. You have Weaponry first, then Defense, followed by Anomalous Classification and Identification, then Anomalous History, then Council History. You will get your schedule first thing in the morning and this will tell you exactly when lunch and extra classes you have after you finish your required classes with your fellow Recruits. Most of you are likely not to go to any extra class that you want to take first day, but afterwards, if you would like to take any extra, then you probably will. Now, you have all of today off. Dinner is at six p.m. I expect you all to be there. Now, head up to your rooms and get settled. Your names are on your doors and you things will already be in there so you can put them away. You will have a door going into the room next to yours. The rooms are in pairs of two, so you will only see one other person and not have two doors in your room connecting you to someone else. Now, rest up for tomorrow and I expect to see all of you at six tonight. You have two hours." Nau looked at his watch and stepped away from the door, stepping out of the way of the Recruits so they could make their way upstairs.

Tri looked over at Nau and commented, "Do you think Sky and Kym will be back for dinner?"

Nau shrugged. "Possibly. All I know is, we need to get ready in case they aren't." Tri nodded and both of the two men headed inside.

@CLIW

Derric chuckled and shook his head, acknowledging the girls wit by putting his hands in the air in a surrendering gesture. "No, no thank you. Not that kinda guy thank you very much..." He paused as he looked into her eyes and raised one of his eyebrows. "There are some things here worth admiring though." It was actually an unusually bold move for him, but he figured she probably wouldn't read too much into it either way, besides... What was the harm in a little fun? "I'm Derric by the way. Came from Slight. How about you?"

Nya heard the announcement for dinner but didn't rush inside right away. She wanted to survey those around her first. There were the obvious Till citizens - clear farmers with rough attitudes. The Luminosity lived up to their names as well - vibrant to say the least. As she checked out the other Focal limo, she noticed a familiar face. Paige Michaelson. Yes, of course Paige was here. Her family was so close to taking over the Council that there was no way they’d let a Recruitment Day pass without a member of the family training to become a Guard. Paige was the natural choice. While she appeared on the outside to be made of sugar and spice, she had an obvious fire inside her bones. Fortunately for Nya, this fire had never turned on her. In fact, she quite liked Paige. The two of them had been raised in the same circles and spent time at the same social events. The attention Paige received when walking into a room often stole the spotlight away from Nya. This was something Nya had always preferred. When the spotlight wasn't on her, it gave her a chance to hone the few training skills she had gleaned off watching Codeeva and her parents. She watched people and read them like a book. This man was sad, that woman was frustrated, that couple was in a fight. She thought she was getting quite good at it. In fact, it almost scared her how well she seemed to understand the feelings other had. She shook her head slightly to clear her thoughts and headed over to see Paige. At least she’d have a familiar face to see everyday.

@tabbycat

@ScarlettWaters16

Dyana blushed and looked away "Damn dude, coming out the gate with stuff like that?" she found it funny. In Luminosity, she was never really noticed, hell honestly she was ignored if anything. She was one of the many families who were poor and so people rarely payed attention to her. She took it as both a compliment and also had no idea how to react. To be honest she was kind of freaking out in her head "How do...what do i even say to that? Uh...thanks? no dumbass you gotta be slick...do guys like that? Fuck if I know...god dammit" she mentally faced palm herself "I'm such a loser..." she looked back and looked back at him "Oh do I now? Interesting, boys like you wouldn't normally notice me" she joked and saw the boy looking her up and down.

She went to say something but another boy about the same size as Colt insulted him. She watched as the boy was about to strike the boy from Till until the instructor moved with alarming speed. As he planted him on the ground, he began to explain the building and let go of Colt. Dyana helped up Colt and grabbed his bag "Already starting drama with boys, seems like this is going to be a fun year after all" she tried joking to ease the mood, before looking at the Till boy, who seemed almost full of himself. She waved it off and looked at Colt "Uh, it was nice meeting you, I'll see you at dinner" she winked at him before starting up the stairs and quickly making her way into the building towards the rooms.

Getting to her door, she looked to see who she would be assigned with "...you have to be kidding me, this is a cruel joke, right?" sure enough Colts name was on the door next to hers "...this is so totally freaking rigged, why does it have to be the hot guy...i could have dealt with a girl or a standard guy but it has to be the guy who...okay okay just deal with it" she went to her door and opened it, getting into her room she put her back pack down and looked around "So this is what a room is suppose to look like..." she opened her door and kept it open, she didn't like the closed in feeling. She started going through her bag and sat on the floor cross legged, going through her stuff.

Lincoln stays back a bit from the group. It's uncomfortable being sandwiched in with a bunch of strangers. Lincoln notices some drama going on in the front, and sees one of the "higher-ups" throw one of the guys to the ground. The guy that all the girls are gawking at. Lincoln looks down at his feet, taking in everything. When he looks back up, he realizes that he never really noticed the massive size of the tower. The glare of the sun makes it seem even prettier.

The man that threw the guy to the ground makes his way up, and whistles. He begins to explain everything, including the room arrangements. Nothing seems better than a nice nap in a cozy bed. It took a while to get here from Slight, and he has been restless for the past week. When he hears that we will be in pairs, he has mixed feeling. Lincoln was never one to have friends. It is not that he didn't want friends, just never could be able to. He had a few friends, hanging out with them when he can, but he mostly just had Braylen. His sister. They always worked together, and played games together growing up. They were extremely close.

After the speech was done, everyone started to make their way up to the rooms. Some people stayed outside, talking in groups about the year their going to be spending here. Lincoln waits a little bit for the majority of the crowd to make its way inside the building. He starts to walk in, noticing a lot of nice-looking people. Lincoln wants to restart here. Become more social and outgoing. But not too outgoing. After all, cocky guys end up in trouble, maybe the case for that guy that got thrown to the ground outside. When he enters the building, it looked bigger on the inside if that was even possible.

He made his way up to his room, first looking at the names on his door; Lincoln and Paige. "Hm, Paige. Sounds cute." Lincoln says to himself. When he opens the door, the room was quaint. Had the necessities. Lincoln throws the bag on the ground near the bed and collapses. He begins to think a lot about the coming year and how Paige would be. He is gonna be living with this girl, so he wants to be good friends. And dinner! Lincoln is starving and is almost drooling at the thought of food.

The ceiling begins to fade away, and Lincoln falls asleep.