Vlad signaled the guards to bring the teen to dinning room. He has set up a buffet for them. He had put out many of the teens favorite foods. He was hoping the food would distract them. This was the first time they would interact. He could hardly wait to begin the next step in his plan. He would prove his theory. He but first he had to turn criminals into soldiers. It would be an interesting challenge.

Jacob came in next in his usual hoodie and cargo shorts. Right before he went through the doors, he remembered to smile. You cant let them see your true self. They would see it as another weakness. You already look like you're 10, you cant give them more to use against you. He walked in, pulling his sleeves down to hide his wrists, and sat at the table next to another person(@Tracyarmav). He looked over to see somebody else wearing the exact same outfit as Jacob. Great, now I need to get new clothes. I cant look like I'm trying to copy someone. Forgetting about all this, he looked down at his non-dairy waffles and chocolate almond milk. He didn't trust it for a second. This was a thing he had learned. Never trust people you don't know. He pushed the plate and cup aside. He wasn't that hungry anyways.

Aleksei wandered into the room looking a mess. His cool clothes had been taken away and he clearly didn't care for the orange nonsense they had given him to wear. His long unkempt hair was falling all over his face. And he strolled in observing everything and everyone while pretending to be casual.
Although, he was genuinely tired. And hungry. He had thaought it was odd that they asked him about his favorite food. But now seeing the various plates set up, he zeroed in on the plate of varenyky and sat down to eat.
As he sat down he noticed Anisim. Something in the other boy's features reminded Aleksei of his family. Both his blood family and his now lost crew of fellow Americanized Slavs who had rebelled against the world with him. He thought the boy might be from a similar background, so he said hello to him in Ukrainian.

Nothing. Say nothing, make no contact with anyone. Anything could be used to target you. These thoughts ran Dallas's mind as she proceeded to walk into the dinning hall. She glanced at a man she had come to know as Vlad, feeling the need to lunge for his neck. Just one quick snap... No, bad girl. Show no weakness, she reminded herself. Taking a quick glance around the room she would realize she was the only girl there. Dallas also noticed that she was the only one that seemed to be in her normal clothes. Black leather jacket, short denim shorts and a light blue tank-top. Her feet was bare, covered in the dirt and dust from the cage that she had been kept in. Seemed as if the people here already didn't classify her as a threat. Maybe it was the freckles? She smirked at the thought while grabbing a plate of food for herself before walking over and sitting beside a small boy who looked younger than the rest of the crowd. Harmless enough, she supposed. Dallas picked up a fork and began to eat.

Roxy growled low in her throat. If she had her knife the old creep would be so dead. One of these days he was going to learn to not touch her. One of the guards shoved her with a tazer her reminding her that she was suppose to be following the other guard. She didn't want to but fighting the guards would only make things worse.

Suddenly the doors opened. A girl with long jet black hair was escorted into the room. Her brown eyes swept the room evaluation each person in the room. Unlike the others she didn't wear a prison uniform instead she wore a old leather black biker jacket over a black lacy tshirt. Her black leather pants fit like a second skin and were tucked into old black leather biker boots. But the oddest thing about her appearance was the thick black collar around her neck. "Met my pet. She has the ability to change into a black panther." He caress her neck above the collar. "This keeps her from leaving the facility. Which she has already tried to do once."

Jacob sat there while everyone else ate. He wanted to eat so badly, but he knew he couldn't trust it. He looked around at no one in particular but at the same time he saw everything all at once. He saw a girl enter the room and heard the words 'pet' and 'panther', but he didn't bother focusing on the rest. Jacob noticed that everyone had been making quick glances at him throughout breakfast, probably trying to make sure he didn't notice. But he did notice, and what made him the most insecure was that the kid with the hoodie was the first one that looked. He must be criticizing me in his head for wearing the same thing as him. That's just perfect. Just as he was thinking about this the girl that had just entered the room sat right next to him, making him nervous. He kept his tough face on though. He wouldn't let her get a weak first impression. However, he didn't say a word. He would let her talk if she wanted to. @HaleyTheRandom

No leather jacket for Aleksei. Not yet anyway. His clothes had been taken away at the hospital, other than a pair of combat boots. But those were then taken away as he was given standard issue prison gear. His orange getup and black sneakers identified him as a criminal. It bothered him not to be dressed "right" as he considered it. But he was happy enough to be given the chance not to go to prison. Even if he was still dressed like he was there.
He ate the food. He drank tea. He glanced around a bit. But mostly he just took the opportunity to enjoy his lack of a cage or handcuffs.
He responded in Ukrainian again when the girls entered. One on her own and the other escorted.
"Добре, атмосфера тут тільки покращився дуже багато." (Good, the atmosphere in here just improved alot.)
But that was just him thinking aloud. He kept looking around nonchalantly taking notice of things like how the kid next to Anisim seemed not to want to eat. Or a certain fury that hung about the new girl who'd entered on her own.
And then came the weird part. The announcement. And the particularly odd part where he referred to her as his "pet" in front of a room full of teenagers as if they wouldn't all immediately take that as several different kinds of creepy. Understandably, he raised an eyebrow at Vlad.

Roxy looked around the room. She studied the others carefully. She quickly dismissed most of them as not a threat. She didn't know what animals they had been given or how much control over their animals. She knew these were suppose to be her team mates but she didn't trust any of them even if they might one day be her key to freedom. She rolled her eyes as Vlad made her sound like some kind of sex toy. He wished. She didn't let anyone touch her.
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"There will be a schedule Monday, Wensday, and Fridays. Depending on your cooperations you will have the weekends to do as you please within the facility. Tuesday and Thursday we will have practice missions. Since this is your first day at level two I will allow you to choose between schedule and the mission. You have five minutes to decided." Vlad told him.

Dallas felt someone eyes following her across the room, though she did not look to see who. It was taking everything in her to keep up this charade. She noticed the boy had a look in his eyes, one that she had all of her childhood: Fear. But that was beside the point. No reason to let haunting memories of the past come to the surface. Not now. Not ever. Taking a bite of mashed potatoes, she would turn to see the other female. Leather jacket, lace... all of the things that Dallas usually dressed in. It made the girl look ready for combat, not that it threatened Dallas. She was sure panther or not that she could rip anyone's throat out here. And, if she didn't, well it wasn't like she had anything else to lose anyways. Looking at the boy, she made a split decision. She would protect him. If he was anything like others that she had encountered, he would deny that he needed help, but, as far as she was concerned, he could cry her a river, build a bridge and get over it. She wasn't about to let another innocent person be ruined.

It was at that moment she heard the words "mission" and "training." She felt a sudden surge of warmth go through her. Those words meant challenges, and a challenge was something that she always looked forward to. Her original plan had to be not to speak, but, seeing that the males were looking her over she wouldn't feel threatened, but, a bit uneasy.

"The names Blue," she said. "Didn't your mothers raise you not to stare," she added with a smirk. Leaving them with that to ponder over, she would turn to the boy. "It's okay kid. Just eat. Nothing to be scared of. Trust me, if I wasn't eating, you definitely shouldn't. But I am, so you should. There's no reason for them to hurt us. After all, then need us for their... experiments."

Eddie chuckled at the girl's remark, "Blue, she said her name was", Eddie was thinking to himself taking it all in, "too bad for her I never had any. And what's this about protecting the little one? I can tell by the way he dresses he can take care of himself. And this two other gents, must be Russian, what are they doing in the States?" .

When Vlad gave the choice Eddie looked at him and said, "Mission", Eddie started stretching his arms, "I need something to keep my blood pumping". Eddie started looking around to see what the rest of the group decision was. Eddie leaned in towards the young one with the hoodie,"Of course you want the mission too, right?" @DaredevilSpider Smiling and completely ignoring the girl next to him.

"Look, I know how to take care of myself, I don't need you to protect me if that's what you're thinking. And I'm not gonna eat. I don't trust them. I don't trust anyone, and you need to know that. I don't even trust any of you." he was addressing Blue but he talked loud enough so that everyone could hear him. I hate being rude but this is the only way. She seems so nice though. Oh well.
"And as for my say in the matter of mission or schedule, I would also like to go on a practice mission. Might as well get up and move instead of just sitting around." he added. " So if we're gonna do this, lets get going."

"Then a mission it is. The better you work together the better your reward will be. You will learn to work as a group. You've already proven your skills as individuals. There maybe solo missions but most of them will be as a team. If one person doesn't cooperate or pull their share of the work then you will all be punished. The goal is to find something within the facility. You may use any still you have but if you are caught using the skill points will be docked from your score. There will be a group score determining reward or punishment as well as an individual score determining what your reward or punishment is. I will give you one hint and more through out the day. You have until elven tonight to find the item. If you do not the mission is a failure. Your first clue is that what you seek s information that must be measured exactly to get the right results." Vlad told them. Then he felt. One guard for each teen stayed plus two inside the door.

Aleksei answered Anisim by putting his own spin on Vlad's words.



He then put his hand on the table as if he were placing a bet and said "Yeah. Mission. I need to stretch my legs."

And then Vlad gave his dramatic little speech. And finished it off with a riddle. And left.

Aleksei sighed as Eddie started asking questions. He has some of his own that he launched into once Eddie excused himself. "So that's it? We're looking for information that has to be measured to get results? How do you even measure information?"

At that point he got up and leaned against the wall. He then looked at Roxy. "You seem like you've heard him babble on before. Any idea what he's on about this time?"

Jacob silently thought about the practice mission and the clue. We have to measure the info exactly to get the right results. That just doesn't make any sense. How do you measure information? the first thing I think of when i hear measuring exactly is mixing substances like in science and stuff. He pondered over this while the others talked about it. He decided that the other kid with the hoodie was probably right.
"He's right." Jacob agreed, pointing at the other kid. "We just don't have enough info. We have to wait for the next clue." With this, he walked out of the room and a guard immediately followed him. He walked back to his room and sat for a minute. I guess I should probably change now since that other kid is wearing the same thing as me. He looked at the orange uniform that he had convinced the guard not to make Jacob wear. This was his easiest (and probably only) option. He quickly took off his hoodie and cargo pants and threw on the orange shirt and shorts. Surprisingly, the uniform fit well. Jacob lay down and rest his head back, but didn't risk sleeping. If he fell asleep, he wasn't sure what would happen. Besides, he didn't wanna risk missing the next clue.