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located in Lewis County Military Base, a part of We are Different, one of the many universes on RPG.

Lewis County Military Base

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Character Portrait: Ember Character Portrait: Ivan Morningstar Character Portrait: Juniper   Powell Character Portrait: Hector Kazuhira
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In a place like this, mystery was an element that was present everywhere. The scientists were elusive and hid their secretes well. The guards weren't the talkative type unless it was provocative or calling a name. And apparently, there was more to this building than Matthaus new about. So he thought it was fair if he spoke in riddles and rhymes. If he didn't have any freedom, it was verbal freedom.

But this part of the facility... It had to be new. Last time he walked around, it wasn't there before. He could have swore.

Most mutants chose not to respond to his self description of each of the mutants, whether it was a simply greeting or if it was a small poem. But one did respond, which resulted in Mathaus turning around, with his arms crossed to look at them. It was one of the girls he recited for. The soft spoken blind one. 'You speak in riddles...."

He watcher her for a few moments with s smirk, observing the dome of her head swirl in dark orange and even specks of red. Very active brain, no? Matthaus slowly turned back around, his not soft blue gaze looking at each of the mutants once again. Yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow...

Orange.

His eyes stopped once he got to Hector. He watched for another moment, peering at his glasses and suit, still wondering why such attire in this setting would be preferred. But, eventually, he smiled softly, tilting his head slightly. It wasn't like he previous smiles, where his chin was tipped town, creating elusive shadows across his face. It was just a plain, simple smile. "How kind of you to notice." He spoke with said smile.

But then the situation with Isaac went ahead.

It wasn't apparent that Wraith ever gave any care into her actions. At first she simply walked away from the corpse that she just dismissed from life. But his mumbled words were enough for her to hear, and she responded. "Isn't it just fascinating." Her voice was full of anger which was made obvious. But that didn't dismiss the sickness of it. It was hoarse and harsh. She wasn't sick. The scientists wouldn't let someone be sick...

Matthaus turned his eyes away from his hands which fidgeted with his own, thin fingers. His eyes squinted at the yellow and orange blob before him. But he smirked once more,"Yes. How fascinating. "

This group was obviously here for a reason. They all were either too broken to protest or too traumatized not too. The man could almost feel the despair radiating off the group, which brought more questions up into Matthaus' head.

What exactly is this special training... and why were these mutants chosen?

Though, with the scientists still here, there wasn't much time to contemplate the answer. A metal band was placed on his boney wrist, cooling the yellow around it to a soft green. Everyone got one apparently and it was explained to them they would be grouped together in dormitories. Dorm roommates. Another interesting question. His group was Hector, Ivan, and himself. It was apparent to Matthaus why Ivan was in his room. Matthaus was flexible. Ivan could produce copies of himself. But it wasn't until several seconds later did Matthaus realize why Hector was in their group.

Electrocution. Don't tamper with the equipment. It was obvious now. Matthaus didn't realize it, but he found himself grinning over at the man with this realization.

They all had bodily abilities.

The entire group was pushed into the room next door. The door closed behind them and there were tables aligned in rows. "Is this some sort of lunch room?" The man questioned to the air, not expecting any sort of answer. It reminded him of a lunch room. But there wasn't any time to waste. The faster he found his group's room, the less people would get hurt.

Briskly walking over to the first room, to his left, Matthaus peered in. Ordinary cell. Three beds. He peered in to the next one, the door directly in front of the way they entered. Ordinary cell. Three beds. Then the last one, to the right. Ordinary cell.Three beds.

Waling towards the first room, crossing his arms, he starred at the plain, boring room. Everything was plain, but relatively clean, The reflection of the light from the 'lunch room' shining softly on the floor. He starred some more.

He moved on.

He came to the second one and stopped in front of it. It obviously wasn't Wraith's room. She tested it. He starred at the floor. The light peered in, shining dully onto the floor. He starred for a few more moments. "Hey guys I've found ours!" Matthaus glanced over. The young girl had found hers. Wraith's group. That leave's out that room. The man looked back at the floor within the room.

The light shined dully on the floor.

"Hector. Ivan." Matthaus called before he turned around. "Found ours." To prove it, he took a few steps back to enter the room.