Snippet #1260197

The trainees jostled around nervously on the front lawn, chattering and shifting from foot to foot, trying to glean whatever information they could from each other as they waited the first class:'Introduction the Mental Landscape'.

A few second years had been mixing with the first years, and spreading rumors like wildfire. They claimed that the first years would be subjected to near-fatal mind attacks,
or punished if they so much as thought anything negative about the facility. The class was on the verge of hysteria when the door of the main building swung open, and a figure stepped out.

The instructor had arrived...there was no turning back now, they would have to deal with whatever was thrown at them.

The person who stepped out into the sunlight was distinctive, and quite unmistakable.

She was a tall, slender woman, dressed in a black jacket and dark turtleneck top. A silver APD badge was pinned to her chest. Although she could not have been older than her mid twenties, her hair was a silvery-grey, cut into a neat bob that ended a little below her jaw.

Most noticeable about the woman were the eyes. They were an unnatural pale green hue, the pupils contracted into vertical, cat-like slits. There was a rather frightening intensity in her gaze, something that left many students unable to make eye contact with her for long, and gained her the nickname 'Evileye' among the trainees.

Her name was Saeth Penn, and she was one of the most successful APD operatives to date, responsible for apprehending an entire gang of bank robbers by leaving them convinced they were glasses of orange juice. Indeed she had a great deal of experience to share...but that was if the students were able to withstand the teaching. The life of a psychic wasn't for everybody...and she intended to drop them in at the deep end.
"Alright students, gather round." she stated.