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Joshua was quiet the rest of breakfast, he'd made quit the uproar and honestly just wanted to get out of there and start training. Mr. Sayco spoke again telling the new comers to feel at home here. I already feel at home here, this is the only real home I've ever had Joshua thought to himself. Mr. Sayco retired to his office, and awaited his guests. Joshua was the first to visit him. Joshua knocked on the door and entered before Sayco replied. "Mr. Sayco hello. That was quite a breakfast, I'm sorry I exploded on everyone, but I'm just tired of our people's complacent attitude." He said in greeting as he sat down in a chair. "So these kids are the army you and Nathan are gonna train? I'm sorry but I have to ask, why are we all so young? I know I'm dedicated to the cause but most of these kids have spent their lives hiding their gifts, not developing them. Are you sure we can all be trained quickly enough to end our persecution? Why didn't you and Nate find other, older Actives who would better understand their powers and abilities, perhaps even others who fought in the war. I don't mean to question you're decisions, and I'm sure Nate approves of everything, he wouldn't do anything he doesn't agree with, but I just don't get why you picked a bunch of punks who aren't prepared to defend themselves let alone fight for our rights." Joshua's temper flared as he spoke, his fists sparked with electricity. His anger was not directed at Mr. Sayco, but rather at the fact that they had to fight at all. "I'm tired of waiting, Mr. Sayco, I'm sick of not knowing when I'll see my brother again. I'm done sitting around while other's fight for me. I want to be free, I want to be able to leave this mansion and not be afraid of running into a bleeder. I want to have house of my own. Tell me, can this army of kids give me that?" Joshua calmed down as he spoke and the sparks dissipated. As he finished speaking he sighed deeply and awaited Mr. Sayco's response.