[center][h1][colour=SkyBlue]Mayuri Nakasone[/colour][/h1][/center]

[center][colour=SkyBlue]Pool - Auditorium[/colour][/center]

The girl was starting to stir. Beyond that pained expression, tormented, cast upon by the writhing of Myriam's body, there was almost something that looked. Tranquil? She looked ever-so-slightly at peace, as if there was something calming washing over her. But even still... This girl looked far from okay. Even if she was coming to her senses, whatever fear had triggered her fit dying down, she didn't look... Normal, natural, even if this was the first time Mayuri had ever laid eyes upon her.

Mara had soon joined her by the edge of the pool, and was offering words along with her. Whether or not the girl could hear them was anyone guess, but despite that they continued. Had it worked? It didn't matter. What did matter was that she was sat upright, looking at them with bluish-green eyes and a seemingly normal expression, if a little covered in shame. Mayuri couldn't be sure if Mara shared the same, but she sighed in relief. Thank God for that...

[color=fff79a]"I-I'm sorry."[/color] she was apologising? Why? There was nothing wrong with an involuntary responce to... Actually, what could she have reacted to? If it were epilepsy, did someone set off a bright series of flashes, or something similar? What kind of person would do that!? Whoever these people were that brought them to this place, they had some sick sense of humour. 

[color=fff79a]"I'm Myriam."[/color] At least she remembered her name... Myriam, eh? That was a nice name. It had a certain... Ring? It sounded right to say, though Mayuri didn't. She simply replayed it over in her head until she was completely sure it was sound in her mind. 
[colour=SkyBlue]"D-dont apologise... Its nice to meet you. I-I'm Mayuri, and this i-"[/colour] 

Everything was cut off with another audio broadcast that resonated through the comms and around the facility. There was something about Russians; she had heard people talking early. So now they had a dedicated translator? At least the people in charge here had some sense of good will, even if they did kidnap a whole bunch of teenagers. But then, as the comms went silent and Mayuri went to talk, they buzzed again.

[i]"Hello hello! This is a special announcement for those in the pool area.  You appear to be having some trouble making your way to the auditorium for the first meeting so we're sending you some help.  Please be aware that we have sealed off your abilities while our staff our present until we are comfortable you can exercise them safely in the presence of others."[/i]

Trouble? Sealed off? Abilities? Exercise them safely!? What was this person talking about?! There was nothing special about Mayuri. Well, her birthmark, that strange feeling and her certain aptitude for learning, but that was it! If that was called an ability, then every smart person was a superhero! It didn't make any sense what they were talking about, and for some reason she found it quite hard to think that anything more would be explained any clearer at this [i]"meeting"[/i].

But she couldn't think for long, as the buzzer shut off with a high pitched squeal from some kind of microphone, causing the girl to recoil and cover her ears slightly. Why did that hurt like it did? It wasn't that high pitched. There were slight tears in her eyes as she looked up, only to see something terrible. People had come in through the doors, wearing full hazmat suits, wheeling wheelchairs towards them like mental patients who just broke out of their padded cells. 

[colour=SkyBlue]"H-huh..!?"[/colour] was the only sound Mayuri could make as they beared down upon them. But there didn't appear to be any malicious intent in their actions, no move for offence. Still, that didn't stop Mayuri from at least trying to get away. She was scared, and like hell were they going to kidnap her again!

But they didn't. She couldn't struggles as they lightly set her down in the chair, along with Mara and Myriam. Couldn't struggle as they wheeled them from the pool and towards the auditorium, through the hallway that contained the first contact point, and to double doors bearing into a large hallway. Somewhere during that, Mayuri had instinctively gone to hold someone, anyones hand, and had landed on Myriam. It didn't matter how she reacted. It felt good to know there was at least someone there, keeping her company. 

They arrived, and Mara immediately took off. Why did she leave so quickly? It didn't really matter... She lingered for a second in that chair, recollecting her nerves and senses, before standing again. If Myriam kept holding her hand or let go, she couldn't quite tell. She had gone numb from thinking about whatever they were about to be told - or likely not told, as chances were. What were they going to include and what would they leave out? 

She stepped into the Auditorium, and was immidiately greeted by the sight of so many others. So many other people. They must have all been kidnapped as well... And they all looked around the same age. There were so many, more than Mayuri would have been comfortable around normally. But this time she didn't have a choice. She turned back to Myriam, and down to the shorter girl.

[colour=SkyBlue]"D-do you want to sit t-together?"[/colour] she looked over to the middle row, and pointed to the back row, [colour=SkyBlue]"We can s-sit there... O-or, wherever...[/colour]

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