Snippet #2620155

Karien couldn't have been more irritated today, probably hadn't been in her entire life. Really, if they wanted her to come with them they could have just asked nicely... and then try to catch her as she ran and escaped. But no, they had to barge into her little hidey hole and tranquilize her, but not before a few of them were stuck with her knives. It'd been interesting to see their reactions, seeing as they probably expected her to use her magyk more than physical attacks. But she knew it probably wouldn't have taught them not to touch her as much as her blades had, and she'd learned that there were some that were enhanced to withstand magyk attacks so she wasn't going to test that. Either way, now she was here, departing from the train loaded with other Magyks from the outside world into the cage they called the "Center for the Gifted." A sigh escaped her lips and her eyes scanned the other, sadder ones around her. Resentment leaked through most along with other strong emotions towards those that imprisoned them simply for the hereditary abilities they had... hatred, anger, spite, sorrow, and bitterness met her curious gaze, her otherwise blank expression unaffected by what she found.

Then she met the gaze of a guard, and her eyes narrowed at him. There she found what could be a catalyst when paired with the emotions of the imprisoned and her own morals, a cause of chaos Karien would most definitely be a part of. Arrogance, mutual spite... fear of the unknown, and what she thought might be jealosy. Every one of the guards she'd encountered had so far gained her disliking, and she memorized every face as it came and went. As the guard finally backed off by breaking his gaze away she smirked and continued further into the Complex, her hands now in her pockets and her nose wrinkling at the smell.

"Well... welcome to your new home, Karien. You'll be living here..." She looked to where the tower reached up from it's place in the Complex, her smirk now joined by an analytical gaze, "Temporarily." Running a hand through her blonde locks Karien began walking again, not yet planning on going to her assigned living area... if only for the sake of irritating whatever higher ups might be watching.