Finally, 221 approached the center of the group, as if to begin a demonstration of his own abilities. But instead, he walked past the bloody girl unable to die and the mad scientist that brought them there to begin with, and found a spot standing over the young woman who toyed with the flames in her hand. In comparison, 221 was much bigger physically, overshadowing the girl. His approach almost seemed hostile, simply due to his large encroaching form. However just as he moved to stand in front of her, he stopped and slowly knelt down onto the floor, crossing his legs and gazing up at the flickering fire.

" Does someone like the fire?" She asked kind of In a weird tone. She grew up an arsonist. " I think you should be watching the demonstration not the flame." She said putting out the flame by rewrapping her injured hands. Looking back at the burly man she shook her head watching the giddy boy for another demonstration. Not one that was to boring hopefully.

Little response was given from 221 as the fire was extinguished. He remained still for a moment. Then his head tilted, as if he didn't understand what happened. It was quiet for a moment as 221 awkwardly looked at the fire manipulating girl from the floor. Then, like a chemical reaction, he seized into motion, moving like a blur to his feet. His expressionless gaze bared down on the girl and he reached out to her, his large hands grabbing at hers almost violently. He seemed to be focused on the hand she used the wield the fire as he swiftly and forcefully motioned for her wrist.

" Calm down boy. A bit confused huh?" She still had the same attitude as if this was normal. Unwrapping the injured hand using her other it lit ablaze again. " Can you release my wrist now. I don't need bruises." She said shaking her head. Did the dude not know how to speak or ask questions. " You like the fire?" Fox asked the man as she rolled up and badge using her other hand.

As if drained of all intent and energy, 221 slumped back down onto the ground before the flames, letting loose his rather tight grip of the young girls wrist. He didn't seem responsive as she spoke to him and asked questions. Instead he looked on with a child's awe at the fire. In spite of his age and life under military watch, fire was a first for 221. The closest thing he ever saw was the split second flash given off by guns. Somehow he apparently found it fascinating. After several docile moments of watching the fire, 221 finally managed the will to slowly raise a hand toward the flame, as if to touch it.

" I wouldn't touch it if i was you." She said as the flame leaned away from his hand as if advising it completely. She wasn't going to let people burn themselves if she didn't need them to. " never seen it before huh?" It seemed he didn't understand her. xor was to memorized by the fire to notice she was speaking. It was fine, hey at least he wasn't doing anything else.

Flippy clapped because of how excited he was to show everyone what he can do. "Hello everyone my name is Flippy I can also go by Dove because of what I can do." Flippy then used his already bleeding arm to create yet another feather "as you can see I can manipulate my own blood to create things, like this feather. The feather is hardens so it keeps it's shape and is also sharp as a knife, but my favorite thing to do is this." Flippy took the top half of his clothing, and with both hands dug his sharp finger nails into his back and created two bleeding cuts. After that two blood red objects shot out of the cuts and lowered to reveal a pair of dove wings "these here are my very own dove wings. I can use them as shields, or I can luanch more of my feathers at my opponent."

The flames leaned away from 221's curious fingers as the young woman cautioned him. He looked up from the fire at her with his reddish orange eyes, just as the the one who introduced himself as Flippy began his display, rending his body to summon blustering wings. Pulling his hand back at first, 221 tilted his head again, before dipping his fingers into the fire hastily. The flesh around his fingers seemed to react, welling up a bit as he snatched his hand away. He didn't shout or cringe. Instead 221 looked at his finger for a moment. Without warning, sparks sputtered out of his hand and spat out of his body. Then in one brilliant flash of light, 221's body became engulfed inflames. Rather, his body became flames. The fire vaguely kept the shape of his body, crackling and burning brightly while scorching the metal floor. In spite of it all, he remained still, looking at his and and arms. Everything he was wearing went up in flames as well, accept for collar around his neck, which began chirping loudly.

"Well i wasn't expecting that." Fox said Backing away carefully wrapping her hand back up staring at the man. Strange people she was meeting. She didn't think vlad would be to happy with scorched floors. Hey it wasn't her fault. She cautioned the man. She wasn't scared. Her arsonist blood didn't really make her afraid of him. More or less she was afraid of the punishment of disturbing the introductions. except that again wasn't her fault. She was just amusing herself.

@Song Book@Morric

Ezekiel noticed he was hyperventilating, and focused for a moment to get himself back to shape. The white haired girl and the kid on stage made him nauseous. To be capable of such self-harm... both of them must be completely mad. He decided to stay as far away from them as he can.

In that exact moment, something whooshed. He turned to see the empty-eyed man, now apparently on fire, advancing on the fire summoning girl. A number of versions of what happened transpired in his head. He looked around the gym, and chose a solution that solved most of them.

He sprang to his feet and almost tumbled towards the nearest wall-mounted fire extinguisher. It was powder, effective against everything but kind of unhealthy. Still, it beats burning to death. He ran back up the stairs in slow, wide steps, the nozzle aimed at the man' middle section.

"Cover your face!" He shouted at both of them, a second before pushing on the handle.

The panicked footsteps of the young man holding a fire extinguisher caught 221's attention, though he didn't react much more than turning his head. A stream of foam and white powder shot through the air and splattered across 221's abdomen, sending a plume of white smoke billowing into the gym. For the first time in years, 221 managed a vocalization, letting out an pained howl before shooting out of the smoke cloud and down the corridor back into the cafeteria like a large bolt of flames, leaving a trail of scorched floors in his wake.

The guard surrounded the woman called Death. Several of them stunned her. Once she was down two of the guards picked her up. One at the head and one at her feet. Without a word they carried her out of the room. She would be returned to the lower levels where those who weren't ready for the next step were kept under lock and experimented on.

Elizabeth entered shortly after the guards carried a girl out of the room, her own guards right behind her. She didn't seem too surprised at the sight. Her attention was turned to the doctor himself, Vlad. "So doc, what have I missed already?" She said as she adjusted her outfit, if one ever thought if a prison jumpsuit could look sharp, then they'd need look no further. Elizabeth then proceeded to the bleachers where the others were sitting.

Felice shook his head as he watched the new proceeding quietly. He didn't want to know what would happen to that strange girl now. He wasn't entirely sure why she was being taken out, but it didn't quite seem like the normal punishment, somehow. All there was to do was guess and hope for the best.

Flippy's ability was interesting, to say the least. Strange, but useful how he could control his own blood like that. The icy-haired boy didn't quite understand how the wings came to be decided as dove wings, though. Besides the shape, they didn't look anything like dove wings to him. If anything, the blood made them look more like a child's nightmare of some sort or an avenging angel. Not peaceful.

His opinions regarding the disturbing nature of the wings were distracted by the sudden commotion coming from two of the others, however, as one of the other experiments caught fire and the one who had been holding flames in her hands seemed to recoil, looking quite surprised herself. The other one must have gotten too close while she was experimenting, it looked like to the amber-eyed boy. Before he knew it, though, the male who had tried to talk to him earlier was trying to extinguish the flames. Unfortunately, it didn't seem to do too much good as the howling experiment charged through the halls, still burning from the looks of it.

The boy sighed. What an exciting day this was turning out to be. Too bad it only seemed to be getting worse and worse.

@Slypheed
"So far you have Roxy, Flippy and Fox showing the group what abilities I gave them." Vlad answered. He signaled the guards to follow Ezekiel and contain him. Four soldiers went after the panicked kid. They would try to calm him down. If they couldn't talk him down they would try the tazers to calm him.

" Hello."

Fox shook her head. She had warned the guy about touching flames. No one every listened though, when he was on fire it didn't seem to hurt him. She herself advised the spray of noxious extinguisher he got hit by it. She hated the stuff, but thats Arsonist blood isn't it.

@KatherinWinter
"Ok..." She said as she took a seat, she had no real idea who those individuals were, but she'd have to find out later. Elizabeth fiddled with her fingers, wishing a card was between them.

Ezekiel looked at the empty-eyed fire elemental with an expression of apprehensive uncertainty. He was pretty sure the extinguisher did more harm than good, but what else could he do? He had to try to save that guy, at least. Considering how orderly everything else was, he decided the burning man was a higher danger than the rest of them. And now he was his enemy.

"Great." he slumped into a seat near the fire girl, the extinguisher at his feet, still slowly releasing foam. He hadn't noticed the guards moving in on him until some of them were blocking out the gym's center, and even then tried to move his head around them so he could see. He didn't resist when one of them took the extinguisher from him, rather forcefully. "What?" he stood up. "That guy was on fire!"

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"Don't worry about 221. He will be fine as long as he doesn't fight the guards." He didn't know what had happen other than Ezekiel had panicked. He would have to work on that. "Please let the guards handle things Ezekiel. I know that your reaction was natural but the guards know what their doing. You don't. Alright who would like to go next? I know we have a couple left before we can move on to the next activity." Vlad called out to the group.