Nya walked in to her room and did a brief survey before putting her things away. The rooms were standard for a Focal residence but were probably more elaborate than some of the other Grids had ever seen. Her surroundings weren't a drab military grey. Instead they were full of rich cremes, deep reds and vibrant yellows. The uniform on her bed stood out in a glaring contrast. Nya rather liked the uniforms. They weren't fashionable by any stretch of the imagination but they meant something to her. They were a symbol of pride and prestige; of bravery and...[i]what was that? [/I] Nya listened intently.She heard a voice behind the door attached to her roommate's room. [i]Guess he's in his room afterall. And he's with someone. [/i] She inched closer to the door and gave it a slight knock. "Um, hello?" she called out.

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