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Gregory watched the newcomers enter one at a time with half-hearted interest. So far nothing but kids, the same age as him, obviously, but kids. He had no qualms about setting himself above the others in terms of maturity and overall capability, he had grown up secure in his almost godlike ability, but now that he thought about it, he had no idea what other... Skills his fellow test subjects may be in possession of. For all he knew they had the same regenerative abilities as he did, for all he knew they didnt, perhaps they all possessed unique powers personal to them.
And maybe he was the only one, superior to them in every way.
The first boy to arrive looked far too young to be nineteen, his hair a domestic bob and body that of a boy who loved his sport. This was also encouraged by the bo-staff he carried by his side, as if it were possible to mistake such a thing for a "walking stick". Gregory himself still possessed his gun and blade, the man at the door clearly unperturbed by their presence, or just very unobservant, he suspected the former. Gregory said nothing and neither did the boy, they simply sat in awkward silence around the long table that sat in the large room. If the boy was any more clued in to what was going on that Gregory, he didn't show it, the stillness of the room simply adding to the tense pressure of the room. With a pop that glorious bubble of silence was broken as the next guest entered the room. A girl, pretty, well built, her ripped jeans and jacket appealing to Gregorys sensibilities of attire and style, she was confident, and Gregory liked that, he couldn't abide weak willed and dispassionate lovers.
Gregory watched her stride across the room before sitting down next to the boy, her motorcycle helmet hung over the backrest of her seat as she launched straight into conversation.
"You weren't the one who gave me the invitation...were you?" She asked with a wry smile, seeming to startle the inept kid and he struggled to compose a response.
"Got the same one," He managed, holding up the invitation that sat by the small stack of files he had brought with him, "Im Rob, a simple man with a simple plan. Who are you?" He said, more confidently, holding out a hand.
Gregorys mouth twitched in amusement, he had no idea who this 'Rob' was or what abilities he might possess, but already deemed him not worthy of his time or effort. The boy simply wasn't interesting enough to warrant Gregorys precious time and energy, the girl however, was an entirely different matter.
Before the girl could respond another boy entered the hall, his physique was larger than that of the other boy, more muscled and athletic, his hair cropped short and skin tanned, "I heard there was a party!" He cried, all charismatic smiles and confidence. Gregory liked this boy infinitely more than the first.
"No Party," Gregory responded, "Not yet at least, just a really, really awkward family reunion." He rose from his chair and walked over to the newcomer, "I'm Gregory, though judging by the impressive files the lot of you brought you already knew that," He extended a hand in greeting, accompanied by his wry smile, "Where's your sense of adventure?"