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"Well, he seems like a lively one..." Vincent muses as he tests his legs, his whole body really. The bone were already mending, but the new metal skin was helping to support his weight for now, "Good to see you made it out alright Jared. I think we might have a little more of a problem than no power though. We all know how the government operates, we're they're property, their weapons, and they wouldn't just leave us like this without a reason. I think we may be on our own now..."

Even as he spoke he was trying to fit everything together. First they had been exposed to the public when the building collapsed, now they were in their own home, only, according to Jared, someone had broken their generator. Only those who worked in this facility would know where it was or how exactly it worked, leading him to believe it was the supposed good guys who had done this. The government would try and cover this up, they always did, but if it had gone beyond a simple cover up story, then it could mean nothing good for the group now.

"Jared, can you stay here and look after Violet? I'm going to have a look around for himself, see if I can find any clues...and pants..." Vincent says, blushing slightly and laughing a little as he heads out of the room.

The first thing he did was make his way back to his room, where he quickly got dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt, then he began looking the place over. though he quickly realized there was nothing much to see, everyone who normally worked there was gone, all the doors that were usually kept locked were not, and for the first time in a while he was actually able to walk outside of the compound without needing clearance. It was an odd feeling, one that was a combination of loneliness and a sort of pride. He now knew that he had to be the leader. Jared was a good man, but always liked to think things over too much, which was good, but not for a person who needed to make a quick decision. Violet was strong and smart, but her emotions got to her too often, meaning she didn't keep her cool as well as a leader should. Vincent felt, hoped, he would be a good balance between the two.

Then he thought of the new man, Zius, and went to find him.