As the girl replied to Nazumi in Russian, Nazumi tilted her head, in confusion, before she then apologised for using Russian and told her how she couldn't fully control it.
"No worries. You see, I am also..." her words got cut off, as a number of adults appeared. One man, known as 'The Director' spoke to them all. The speech went right over her head, as she didn't really care too much. But not long into the speech, a demonstration was prepared. A girl with green hair named Nozomi had taken to the stage, to fight a moonman.
Seeing the moonman, Nazumi clenched her fist. Controlling herself. With her armaments, it was something she could stop quite easily, from what she has experimented. It appeared as though Nozomi had some difficulties. But not because she was incapable, but because she couldn't fight in her top form. It was an observation Nazumi made, but wasn't quite sure of it. After Nozomi had defeated the moonman using coins as her weapon, the director spoke again. It was time to make a choice, stay and fight, or leave and live. It was quite simple for Nazumi really. She really had nothing left, although she was alive, and she appreciates it, she considers that her life should of ended that day. The life she has now, was something given to her, and for that, she will use it to give back.
As the crowd of other girls left, Nazumi approached the front, where a number of other girls went. She turned to see the green haired girl, clenching her shaking hands.
Fear? Or is it the rebound? Or is it something else... Nazumi wondered. She called the side effects of ability usage "rebound". She wasn't sure if there was an official name for it or not.
At the front, the girl she had spoken to, the one with white hair, had asked the director about Nozomi, her capabilities. Nozomi had answered her back. It looked like the two weren't going to be able to get along. Maybe even a rivalry could occur. But that was only Nazumi's point of view. Once the time limit elapsed, it was time for bed it seemed. There was no food, no shower, just bed. And that was a really bad time for Nazumi, since they took all of her equipment.
Nazumi sat on her bed. She had been optimistic, but it seemed the any of the other girls she attempted to speak to almost avoided her. It was odd, but it must of been because of her limbs. Maybe they thought that Nazumi was "special" because she was able to keep what they assumed to be gloves and boots or armor of sorts. It wasn't like that though. She sighed a little, but smiled to herself again. She could still appreciate these limbs she was given/made. Without them, she wouldn't be able to do anything.
As she was caught in her own thoughts she could still hear some people talking. Among the voices, she could hear humming. She looked around, only to spot the white haired girl. Nazumi approached her, and spoke softly,
"That's a nice song. I haven't heard it before." She waited for a moment for her to reply, if she decided to.
"I'm not sure if you caught my name earlier, but I'm Senri Nazumi, and you are?" Nazumi waited for a name, before continuing.
"So about earlier, my ability also keeps leaking. It's something I can't help with. Ha ha ha... She gives a dry laugh to try to lighten the conversation, before an arc, zapping the bed's metal frame, occurs. It isn't a trivial distance of a normal static shock.
"Um... kind of like that ... Lots of electrons and such." She says, before pausing and letting the white haired girl speak, if she chooses to. Afterwards, Nazumi speaks again,
"Um... so, you see, I'd like to ask for a small favor if you wouldn't mind." Nazumi finally reached the point of talking to her, putting her hands together, in a begging motion.