Earth; Year 2759

((Billard, you can't control my character. Not cool, so, please don't do it again.))

As more people entered, Marston blocked everyboody out. Noises, and sight. Right then he was seeing an ocean and hearing a violin play. His power, teleportation, let's him make teleports and make his body a teleport. So right now, his eyes and ears were teleports. But soon after his sweet, sweet, ten second teleportation moment was cut short after he felt a tingle then a shock. He had fit. Shaking uncontrolaby, he saw a guard with a taser.

His fits were gone a minute later. But he was shaking. He went back to his place in the wall. Marston looked around. Guards, and Lonals. He looked at the guard who tased him. Then put his knees to his chest and closed his eyes. He wasn't sleeping.

Caddie settled herself down into a sitting position, pulling her knees up and leaning against them. She would have preferred something to sit on....table...chair...bookcase...but needs must and she supposed she might as well sit.

Soon enough two of their number were getting into guard trouble.


She was less than inclined to help, for several reasons. First of all, the fact that she was still clasping an incision in her ribs, and she was less than confident that they could withstand any sudden impacts, so she had to be a bit wary. Secondly, the demeanour of either of them had not really prompted her to intervene. They'd both more or less rejected her attempts at friendly discourse, so she assumed that they had no interest in interacting with her at all.

This was one of the reasons she disliked this whole 'interaction' business. Very few of those involved would actually interact. Beckett often commented on it being a waste of time, and at times like that, Caddie was rather inclined to agree.

Still, the new person, the girl she had not seen before, seemed a little more lively at least. She turned her attention to Billie and endeavoured to answer her question...well..she tried to. Caddie's perception of time had never really been tip top, Beckett's lab had no windows, and the good doctor was prone to move shifts around, so her presence was by no means a good way to judge time.

"Been here um...oh..years...I dunno...can't see a calendar." Caddie remarked.
"Since I was a real little kid...I guess. Memory is not so good....not very good at all I guess...nope....Beckett says things go in one ear and out the other..but that..that wouldn't work...cuz you need a brain, right? And the eardrums and canal systems and small bones in the ear...they'd all get in the way too....hm...some things she says make no sense..."

Rain remained quiet. He was roaming the streets, hungry. He saw hunters go past him, not seeing him. He took his lighter out in case they attack him. They didn't. He thought to himself "I need to come out of hiding...." He then commanded the lighter's flames, and burnt the hunters. Although, one hunter survived, and called his base to tell them where Rain went. Rain then prepared for the incoming forces, with rocket launchers, snipers, and swords. His weaknesses, for short. He took out his lighter, but someone shot it, and it broke. Rain ran, and found stones. He tried to make fire, but it was too late. He was shot with a dart with a liquid that made him fall asleep for awhile. They brought him to the institute, and took some of his blood to turn humans into powerful beings. But, before they injected him, he broke out with his true form. After that, he killed them one-by-one, by accident, and he cannot control him in this form. Before he could kill the last one in the room, he became human once more, and was locked up in their strongest cell in case he became that berserker monster once more.

Wow information overload. Billie didn't know how to respond. She took a good look at all the bandages wrapped around the girl. Blood was seeping through.
"Are you saying this Beckett operated on you?" Billie gasped. "That's horrible! Treating you like some sort of lab experiment. Do you just let her do this?" Disgust, anger and pity all seeped into Billie's voice. She had not realised the extent of the madness that was the institute. Poor girls like Caddie here just being cut to pieces all in the name of science. Why had no one ver bothered to stop this? Probably because they had no idea the extent of what they do here. Billie had had no idea living on the outside. But now she did and there was no way she could stand this.

"Are you sure there's hope?" Marston asked.

"Hope...what does that word even mean to me? Been here all my life, and no one has tried anything to save me, or anyone. Hope is just a word to me. Nothing more," he said shortly after in a slightly angry voice.

He looked up at everyone. Then looked back down. His body was rippling, meaning he was a teleport. A guard saw this, grabbed out a taser and tased Marston. The shock. He loved the shock. But the pain. He hated the pain. Ths taser had a little more power. He shook uncontrollaby. He hated the guard for giving the pain, but loved the taser for giving the shock. His face turned to slight smile to smile. And then, he blacked out.

Echo sits in the shadows, listening to the whispers of beings from another world. She feels vibrations through the shadows and she feels someone go black out.

She stands, following the vibrations of the body, making clicking noises with her tongue as she walks along the path. She hadn't really figured out where she was yet, nor did she care much for it. She sits down by the body that had fallen over, feeling the face of the body, a man... Boy? Who knows, she knew it was male though. Her ears pick up another pair of footsteps and she realizes by the scent it was a guard. She growls a bit, and the guard points the taser her way and she stares up at him, her head tilts to the side a bit.

Suddenly, she lets out a piercing shriek, the sound waves knocking over the guard, his ears bleeding, knocked unconscious.

Caddie shrugged her shoulders, unsure what to make of what the young woman had said to her.
"I don't not have hope." she responded after a moment.
"I think I just hope for smaller things than you maybe? Like not having to kill rats...or...or getting to see some more doves through the corridor skylight...that'd be good..." she mused, though was snapped out of her reverie as more fighting broke out, culminating in a really awful noise, something that caused her to yelp and clasp her hands over her head. The surprise caused her psychokinesis to flare up, cracks snaking along the floor in a small radius around her and pushed up dust and debris before she reigned it it again.

"You...you really should not b-be doing that..." she warned. Hurting a guard was, in general, a horrible idea. It just made the guards as a whole begin to resent you. She managed to get a comparatively easy time by being pliable and non-aggressive.

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Lyda meanwhile was returning to her posts with a cup of coffee, when she heard the commotion. The guard gave a sigh and hurried over to the interaction room, rushing inside to try and work out what the situation was. Things invariably turned ugly there. She didn't know for the life og her why they continued with it considering how many guards ended up injured as a result.

When a ear-piercing screech happened, Marston stood up instantly. He made his ears teleports and heard the violin.He saw that chaos broke out. Rebellion. He looked down put up his hands and created a teleport on one of the guards. "Where should I place you?" he asked, then continued, "On the moon, near the sun? How 'bout the core of the Earth? Nahh, you'll be in Moscow, falling two feet."

He lifted the portal up and the guard was gone. I've done my work here. he thought as he went for the door.

Locked. He turned around, wondering if he should help. He wasn't really active. He created his body a teleport and walked through the wall. The wall burst into flames when he walked through. Easy passage way. Then he felt his nose bleed. He used to much power on the 'walk through door then set flames to it,' session. He wiped it and sat against a wall. "I seriously don't want to leave, so I'll stay..." he whispered to himself.

Luna sat in a corner of her cell, smiling. She moved the little ball of light all around the room, and then grabbed it with her hand. It felt gentle and warm, and gave her a nice tingly feeling. That's when she heard shouts, and a guard opened her door. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes, and terror rose in her stomach like a flame.

"Please, please just leave me alone." She begged, but it was no use. The guard grabbed her arm, and roughly dragged her to a room. It was hectic in there. Guards were fighting against other Lonals. The guard that was holding her shouted, and ran to help his friends. Luna didn't know what to do. She didn't want to get in trouble, but she wanted to help the other Lonals.


(Is it okay that I brought her into the room? If you don't want me to, just tell me and I'll revise it)