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Novia Chaves

"They say knowledge is power. What a load of shit."

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a character in “The Gift of Innocence”, as played by Vix

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“Mmm – I think I'll just...'borrow' this.”




General Knowledge




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Full Name
Novia Verita Chaves

Nickname
Novi, Veri, or Kyle.

Gender
Female

Age
Nineteen

Ethnicity/Race
½ Cuban ½ Irish - Her mother was pure Irish, but born in Cuba after her parents moved there.

Sexual Orientation
Sapiosexual

Room #
213

Prior Occupation
Street performer, con artist, gambler, waitress, street racer, and thief.

Current Occupation
Negotiator

Gift of Innocence
Negotiation - This girl will help supply the company by negotiating with various salesmen for the needed goods. Her negotiating skills are so amazing it’s as though those she negotiates with cannot resist her offer no matter how much they try. The power of negotiation is given to someone who has been rejected many times despite her skill due to her poverty. She will tend to persuade them by saying her famous line, “Do we have an accord?” and the item is hers! The Benefactor will trust that she knows the correct amount to negotiate for and will give her a budget to abide by. However, negotiations without fail may tempt one to take things without giving anything.





Things You Want To Know




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Hair Color
Black

Eye Color
Green

Height
“I'm 5'3”...”

Weight
119lbs

Tattoos
On the back of her neck is a bar code – She got it when she was sixteen after losing a bet. She often plays pranks on overzealous religious nuts with it. The entirety of her back sports a Celtic cross adorning vines that are decorated with thorns, flower buds, and blooming flowers along with a few rivulets of blood around where it appears the thorns have punctured her flesh. She won the extravagant tattoo in a bet when she was seventeen. On the underside of her right wrist is her first tattoo, the silhouette of a fox from when she had joined a gang.

Piercings
Navel, tongue, left eyebrow, bottom lip on the right side, and both ears from tip to base. She sees her body as a canvas – Tattoos and piercings are her way of expressing her creative individuality.

Scars
Her body is covered in plenty of scars from scuffles with law enforcement, parkour expeditions, and fights with other random people. Her most prominent scars are the horizontal one on its right cheek from having a knife pulled on her and a jagged, fading scar riddling her left arm from shoulder to wrist from a motorcycle accident.

Character Color
#EE2EE - Violet

Description
Her skin is the color of good Colombian coffee with just the right amount of milk in it to dampen the strong flavor. She rarely ever shows much skin anyways, constantly hidden under a hoodie and cargo pants. Shoe wear tends to be worn out sneakers. Her hair has never been cut and extends down to her knees but is constantly hidden under her hat and hood. Her figure isn't really as feminine as one would expect of a girl with such a delicate face – From her constant movement from dance, parkour, escaping, and fighting she has developed a six pack and very well defined muscles. She is abundant in the hip area, but doesn't really have the “meat on her bones” to pull it off.





For Better Or For Worse





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Personality
{Sociopath, Leery, Manipulative, Passive-Aggressive, Paranoid, Vindictive, Schizophrenic}
“How many facets there are to the being that is Novia Verita Chamale. Overall? I'm a fox. I lie, cheat, manipulate, judge, and overall deceive everyone that I come into contact with. They judge me and I don't like it. They will use me and abandon me in the blink of an eye, so I simply get them first. I don't trust anyone – Though, its obvious already. Over time, as my naïve image of reality shattered and my fantasy world crumbled around me, I've acquired quite the temper. Oh, it takes a lot to get a violent outburst from me. You really have to hit home or just catch me at a bad time. But I'm known to get even, sometimes taking it to the extreme. Sometimes I will get even with someone before they even provoke me simply out of sheer paranoia.

I'm a real sociopath, but there are times where I'm actually mellow and not thinking about my next scheme to get money or what status symbol I'm going to buy next. Being alone and thinking really just brings a gentler side to me. When I'm alone you'll notice that I'm never doing just one thing. One minute I'm reading, the next I'm writing something, then I'm creeping on someone and taking notes, then I'm strumming a new melody out, then I'm out and running around, then I'm practicing some new dance moves, and then I'm practicing a new illusion. I can never stop working my brain or my body or I get very irritable – Or at least more so than I already am. I don't like people interrupting me on anything and I hate knowing that out there, while I'm busting my ass and stealing and scheming nearly every hour that I'm awake just to afford basic hygiene needs.”


Hobbies
※Stealing※Singing※Dancing※Scheming※Gambling※Creeping※Parkour※Fighting※Playing guitar※Writing songs※Taking notes※Anything to keep her moving※

Habits
※Internally calculating retail value of visible items※Staring at people※Taking notes※Assessing people's habits, monetary value, and things of that nature※Moving constantly※Stealing library books※Reciting facts※Moving in her sleep※Surveying her surroundings※

Oddities
  • Strawberries (Allergy) – Sometimes eats them anyways.
  • Tylenol (Allergy)
  • Body Art (Addiction)
  • Gambling (Addiction)
  • Stealing (Addiction, sort of)
  • Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder

Likes/Loves Dislikes/Hates
Fine Arts/Performing Arts. Being poor.
Body Art. People trying to manipulate her.
Getting what she wants. Being used.
Working out. Being underestimated.
Manipulating people. Having nothing to do.
Stealing. Sleeping in.
Gambling. Lazy people.
Writing. Idiots.
Good literature. Getting caught.
Being left alone. Peanut butter sandwiches.
Stray animals. Being one-upped.
Carne esada Rich people who waste money.
Music. Intimacy.





Stuff You Shouldn't know...




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Strengths and Weaknesses

Character Skills/Talents
  • Stealing
  • Performing – Illusions, dancing, singing. Whatever brings in cash.
  • Driving – Fast. Really, really fast.
  • Brilliant and observant – She's a fast learner at most things and picks up skills and knowledge easily
  • Hyper attentive cognitive style – Hence her inability to stay focused on just one thing
  • Fighting – She fended off her siblings as a child and practically the world as a teenager and young adult
  • Handling a gun - She's not a master marksman, but she's got pretty good aim

Character Flaws/Weaknesses
  • Leery of most others
  • Inconsiderate of brat packs, fat cats, and the suchlike
  • Uncomfortable staying in one area for too long
  • SFS – Sticky Finger Syndrome, that is. She never feels as though she has enough things or money to show her worth and is constantly stealing more even when she doesn't need them.
  • Self-Conscious
  • Emotionally unstable
  • Short temper
  • Paranoid

Secrets
  • Family troubles – Her father killed her mother for cheating and she witnessed. Her siblings don't know because their father simply told them that immigration had been called and they needed to run. Godalupe and Damion asked no questions.
  • Illegal immigrant – Its not exactly something that she broadcasts.
  • Miscarriage – She was fifteen and officially on her own, being abandoned by her siblings, when she was raped and impregnated. Fear of hospitals and law enforcement kept her from seeking proper prenatal care and reporting the incident. She had a miscarriage before the second trimester.
  • Her journals

Fears/Phobias
  • Hospitals (Phobia)
  • Police Stations (Phobia)
  • Being abandoned (Fear)
  • Intimacy with men (Phobia)




Remembering The Past




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Biography

Place Of Origin
Matanzas, Cuba

Birth Date
March 21st, 1994

History
Novia was born into poverty – While she didn't live on the streets, money was tight. She lived with her mother, father, brother, and sister in a motel room where her father and brother worked as handymen and her mother and sister worked as maids. Little Novia would spend her days around the city with her friends, dancing and singing for money. She was a sweet little girl with big dreams of being many things. One day she planned on being the next Madonna. The next day she was going to be the next Barbra Streisand. She had several journals, being rather compulsive about keeping topics organized. She had small journals with scribbled notes from what she read in books, another one for her observations of surroundings and people, yet another for sketchings, songs, and poems, and even one for her dreams and thoughts. Life was perfect for her. When she was nine years old, her parents sought a better life for her and her siblings so they stowed away on a cruise ship, surviving on leftovers from the kitchen until they reached Florida shores where they met up with a friend.

For three years, Novia was absolutely sure that she was living in a fairy tale. One of her mother's friends got them jobs working for one of Jacksonville's most eligible bachelors who happened to be a young real estate magnate. Sure, they lived in the servant's quarters that was pretty much just a large shed (a bit of a downgrade from the motel), but she had her own bed and Justin was a very nice young man. He taught Novia to speak, read, and write in English. She picked up quickly and was soon spending a good majority of her days in her library and teaching Justin how to samba – She was allowed to stay in the house soon after because he thought she was positively adorable and she was apparently a chick magnet. She frequently accompanied him to the mall, the beach, his yoga classes, and Tae Kwon Do classes. She didn't mind the attention that she drew from others and was delighted to help him get a lady friend. She thought that he was a nice guy that deserved female companionship. Even if he did tell terrible jokes and wouldn't let her eat strawberries or get strawberry slushies from Sonic. Now, when it came to the attention that Novia received from the young Justin, her mother didn't make too big a deal of it. Her baby girl was happy, being taken care of, and getting a good education. Justin even went through the trouble of obtaining false documents for her. But, her father wasn't happy with it. He didn't think that it was natural or fair that so much attention went to Novia, though he was happy for her education.

Rumors had circulated among the other workers that were there that there was a reason that Novia was so attached to the owner of the estate and why she was allowed to sleep in the house whenever she pleased – Which she had begun to do more and more often after moving in due to the attitude given to her by her siblings and the other workers and their kids. She found her mother and Justin in the heat of passion more than once, but would never say anything because she feared it would break her father's heart and tear her family apart. And it did. She had just turned twelve. It was her birthday and Justin had thrown her a nice little party – She only invited her mother because she said everyone else was being too mean. Her father was demanding that she stop spending so much time with Justin and her siblings were beating her up.

The night ended young with her passing out on the trampoline where she insisted on sleeping. She hadn't gotten any extravagant gifts; A few psychology books, some more journals, and a guitar. She woke up in the middle of the night with cotton mouth and was heading indoors to get a glass of water when she noticed her father creeping up the stairs. She kept silent and moused behind him. That's where her innocence was destroyed. Edgar walked in on Justin and Orquidea passed out in each others arms and Novia was soon seeing red as her father murdered them both in their sleep. He turned to see his baby girl with watery eyes. He left the room, closing the door behind him and told her to pack her things and get her brother and sister because they were going to leave.

Her father never told Godalupe and Damion what he did – He simply told them that someone had called in about illegal immigrants and authorities would soon be there. He stole money from Justin and gave it to the two eldest and told them to buy bus tickets and leave. After they left, Edgar called the police and reported himself. He refused to go on with his children, knowing that every time his little girl looked at him she would see only the man that killed her mother and her chance at going to college. He wasn't going to live with the guilt – He killed himself before the police arrived. Godalupe and Damion blamed it all on Novia, their disapproval and constant teasing watering the seeds of her future temper. However, after they moved to Miami, she convinced them to pose as her parents and enroll her in 7th grade. A few months later, she took an advancement test and was pushed to the 10th grade.

Where did they live? An abandoned building. Thus began her life of crime.

At the bidding of her siblings, she was the one who developed sticky fingers, being pressured into feeling that she was the cause of their quandary. Her schedule never spared her any time as she made her way through school – Studying, homework, field trips, going to school, stealing, street performing, and cooking. Her siblings weren't ready to do anything to help her. With her brilliance, she graduated from high school at the age of fourteen. She had submitted applications for both Harvard and Princeton Scholarships, but was beat out of both of them, lowering her self-esteem as it prompted her siblings to tease her and insinuate that she wasn't as brilliant as she thought she was – Despite neither of them having attended school. Only a few months after her graduation did her siblings both get married. Neither of them wanted her, both abandoning her and calling immigration after obtaining legal citizenship through marriage. She fled and landed in Savannah, Georgia.

She went into a full on life of crime then and began to bring in more money, hoping to save up to be able to afford paying her way into a college. She even began to steal and re-deal drugs such as crack and marijuana. She soon lost sight of her goal of college, angry with the way she was looked at and treated simply because she was poverty-stricken. It was a major reality check for her. She thought her life had been better even when sharing a single room with her family back in Cuba. This was simply pathetic. She eventually fell in with a gang of runaways and common vagabonds. She quickly began to escalate, going so far as to stealing cars and selling them to chop shops. College was far from her mind, replaced by money. No matter if she went to college or not, people were still just going to look at her as an illegal immigrant – And most Americans weren't very fond of illegals. So, a life of getting by on stolen goods from fat cats and brat packs was good enough for her.

She was soon abandoned by her little gang when Chaz, a man that had raped her and gotten her pregnant was arrested. Everyone assumed that she had called the cops and branded the fifteen year old as a snitch. Since she was with child and so young, they allowed her to take her things and leave peacefully. She never heard from them again and soon lost the child due to her harsh lifestyle. Every year she grew colder and angrier and more withdrawn from people. Not like anyone could tell. When faced with a crowd she was very polite and chatty, a smile on her face. She was a real sweet talker. She talked her way into people's homes many times, slowly robbing them of their possessions every day before moving on. Her gambling addiction became worse than her body art addiction causing her funds to be inconsistent for the first couple of months that she began betting her money. She wised up and began entering competitions she knew she could win after observing people or easily steal the prize – Karaoke, fights, dance offs, and street racing.

Her new life of crime consumed her and she found herself leaving the comfort of her apartment. Like always, she picked out her favorite things that she could fit into her backpack, duffel bag, and suitcase before selling the rest and heading out with the money. Her car broke down in a small town and she was soon walking. She didn't know where and she didn't know why. She had her things and she was just walking. She didn't know where she was and she didn't care. Her life was beginning to feel empty and redundant. She needed a change, but she couldn't come by the change she wanted. She wanted respect. It was then that she noticed herself in a rather dark alley. There she met Nicholas. She immediately didn't trust him. Before she could pull her knife on him, he knocked her out. She then woke up in a room that seemed perfectly suited for her to a strange letter in her pocket.

Not the change she was expecting, but quite the adventure nonetheless.

Family Tree
Father – Edgar Esteban Chaves (52) – Deceased
Mother – Orquidea Silvia Chaves (45) - Deceased
Sister – Godalupe Emilia Chaves-Waterson (25)
Brother – Damion Enrique Chaves (30)

Happiest Memory
“My happiest memories were those of when I would go to the beach with my mama and papa and Damion and Godalupe. There was never a sad moment on the beach. The waves would crash over our bodies and wash out the negative feelings and bleak thoughts with the tide.”

Saddest Memory
“Seven years ago. March 21st, 2006 was the worst day of my life. That's when my papa killed my mother and her lover, Justin. Then he killed himself. And my siblings blamed it on me.”




Theme Song




Family Portrait | P!nk
Uh, uh, some deep shit, uh, uh

Momma please stop cryin, I can't stand the sound
Your pain is painful and its tearin' me down
I hear glasses breakin as I sit up in my bed
I told dad you didn't mean those nasty things you
said

You fight about money, bout me and my brother
And this I come home to, this is my shelter
It ain't easy growin up in World War III
Never knowin what love could be, you'll see
I don't want love to destroy me like it has done
my family

Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Mommy I'll do anything
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave

Daddy please stop yellin, I can't stand the sound

Make mama stop cryin, cuz I need you around
My mama she loves you, no matter what she says
its true
I know that she hurts you, but remember I love
you, too

I ran away today, ran from the noise, ran away
Don't wanna go back to that place, but don't have
no choice, no way
It ain't easy growin up in World War III
Never knowin what love could be, well I've seen
I don't want love to destroy me like it did my
family

Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Mommy I'll do anything
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave

In our family portrait, we look pretty happy
Let's play pretend, let's act like it comes
naturally
I don't wanna have to split the holidays
I don't want two addresses
I don't want a step-brother anyways
And I don't want my mom to have to change her
last name

In our family portrait we look pretty happy
We look pretty normal, let's go back to that
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
Let's play pretend, act like it goes naturally

In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
We look pretty normal, let's go back to that
(I promise I'll be better, Mommy I'll do
anything)
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
Let's play pretend act and like it comes so
naturally
(I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave)
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
We look pretty normal, let's go back to that
(I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave)

Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Turn around please
Remember that the night you left you took my
shining star?
Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Don't leave us here alone

Mom will be nicer
I'll be so much better, I'll tell my brother
Oh, I won't spill the milk at dinner
I'll be so much better, I'll do everything right
I'll be your little girl forever
I'll go to sleep at night





Other




Other/Misc

Wants to gain
  • To be able to trust people again and control her paranoia and schizophrenia
  • Respect
  • A scholarship and legal citizenship
  • Money

Anything else
She speaks, reads, and writes fluent English, Spanish, Japanese, and German. Her IQ is 302. She has a tabby kitten and a stray pit puppy. She is a drinker and always has a deck of cards, a .45, and a small blade on her person.





OOC
Password
Romance, Marvel Universe Fandoms, Modern Supernatural, and Modern Realistic

About 5 years

How often can you get online?
Every day.

How often can we expect you to be able to post?
I can check and reply to OOC every day via iPhone, but IC posting will take about a day or two depending on how many posts I have to reply to.

So begins...

Novia Chaves's Story

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“......No...No...NO!”

Novia lurched forward, screaming out in her sleep. She stopped shortly and held a curled pair of hands against her chest as she panted. Cool air blew against her face and she glanced around. She was lying in a hammock bed surrounded by soft pillows. She shook her head, dismissing the previous events as simply a dream before lying back down and curling against a full body pillow. A faint smile curved on her lips as she prepared to rest. Her eyes snapped open not even two seconds later as she realized that this wasn't her apartment. The last thing she remembered was being knocked out cold by that man from the alley - He was talking something about...a better life. What the hell did he know about her?! Was this a government program for illegals? What was going on?? She shoved her fists into her pockets, quickly withdrawing a crumpled letter. She opened it and scanned it quickly, her left eye twitching as she did. So they just...kidnapped people?

She was at least glad to have been lain in a bed and left in her own clothes. She didn't feel as though she were raped, so that was a good thing. She glanced around and noticed that the room was decorated with her things as well as some other things...stuff she didn't pack. Scratching her palms nervously, she slipped off of the bed and made her way out only to find a beautiful modern living room and kitchen. She adored the decor design that was chosen. There were books everywhere, beautiful paintings, guitars, a piano...It was her perfect apartment. She walked over to the fridge and opened it along with every cabinet in the kitchen area to find it was very well stocked. There was even cat and dog food - She glanced over to see her dear pets slumbering on the couch. She found herself overwhelmed, squeezing her eyes shut. It was like she was in a dream. A scary yet perfect dream.

This was a situation that she was highly uncomfortable with. For once, she was actually pretty frightened. Soon that fear turned to a deeper state of confusion and that soon morphed into anger. She moved back to the bed and snatched up her DC hat, stuffing her hair into it before pulling it firmly over her head and tilting it down some to slightly hide her emerald eyes. Popping her hood over her head, she grabbed the key from the hook by the door, assuming it was the key to her apartment. Attached to the key ring was also her car key. Exhaling slowly, she slipped out into the hall, taking notice of the many people flocking to a red head, all of them looking equally lost and confused. Avoiding them, she went the other way, keeping her head down. She was a bit pissed that her knife and gun weren't on her person as they previously had been before she was abducted. She was on her way down a flight of stairs, avoiding eye contact as she quickly made her way outside of the building, inhaling deeply the moment her foot stepped past the doors.

She looked around in the glaring light of day, unable to recognize anything. She didn't know what city she was in, much less what state. She was uncomfortable and scared and lost. She had never been in such a situation and her mind was on overload. Biting the inside of her cheek, she found she couldn't even focus enough to survey her surroundings. She noticed that her car was nowhere to be seen, though. But her car was in need of an oil change and a new tire - that's how she got in that alley. Maybe they fixed it...She didn't know what to think. Her bottom lip quivered as she flopped to the ground and pulled her knees to her chest. And then she cried. She had lost control of her situation and now she was somewhere...she didn't know. If these people knew her enough to identify her favorite colors, her preferred home design, know where she lived, and identify her reading obsession...They must know her illegal status. She was fucked. She was vulnerable and exposed and she didn't know what to do. For once, she felt like she couldn't get out.

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Jasper licked his lips, absentmindedly before taking another puff of his cancer stick. He blew the smoke into the atmosphere allowing the poisonous gas to mingle with the oxygen around him. He was hidden behind a veil of airborne nicotine, reveling in the sweet silence, save the occasional breeze rattling the emerald trees or the conversation between the robins. He took another puff, sighing contently in his solitude. He preferred moments like these, where he could just stand and listen to nature as he slowly killed himself. Jasper closed his sapphire eyes, holding the cigarette in his mouth and blowing out blasts of smoke through his nostrils like an undisturbed dragon.

He eyes snapped open, however when the faint titter of footsteps ruined his tranquil silence. He sighed, that could only mean one thing: people. More like a person. A girl scampered out of the building and resided just outside the premises. He could see her though the barrier of bushes, but he could barely determine her gender, but her sobs gave her away. So, she realized that she too was stuck in this fucked up wonderland.

Another puff of smoke through his nose as he watched her shoulders quiver as she cried. He wasn't one for emotions. In fact, he shut his off completely, numbing himself to the world and becoming as hard as cement. He sighed again, for her sobbing was irritating and messing up his zen moment. He made an attempt to ignore it instead of lending a helping hand. The mere thought of helping was almost laughable...too bad, Jasper doesn't really laugh or smile. He focused on the chirping birds as they sung their sweet melodies, but her noises were raking at his frontal lobe. Her cries resembled that of a dying whale. It was atrocious.

He took a frustrated drag of his smoke, blowing it out of his mouth as he tapped his foot and rubbing his bottom lip in annoyance. Her sadness was really fucking up his day. He didn't want to, but she drove him to it. He spoke, "My God! Will you quit the waterworks? I get it; you're sad, lonely, confused. We all are, but no one else is sitting down and throwing a pity party, so man the hell up, seriously." He knew he was being harsh, but sometimes harsh got the job done. "Look, whatever your name is...you look like a Selena...so I'm just going to call you that for now. Selena, I don't know your story and I'll be honest, I can give less than a damn, but I'm trying clear my head here and I can't do that when you're busy trying to do an impression of a whale giving birth. I suggest you suck it up because tears don't do shit, but make you look ugly."

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As always, Nick groaned annoyed by his alarm going off with his ringtone of a mash up of Relient K’s hits. He first looked at the time on his cell phone showing a bright 9 o’clock and nearly pressed the ignore button, but then his eyes peered down at the Caller ID and saw that it was the Benefactor. Knowing he better not mess with his boss, Nick cleared his throat and answered the call. It seemed the Benefactor had figured it was time for the new recruits to get ready and he wanted him to meet with the females.

“Sure thing, sir!” Nick replied. He was always ready to meet the ladies. It was his favorite part of his job. The Benefactor knew that he was better suited for sweet talking them and so his assignment was set in stone. The Benefactor added that he had to apologize for the lack of an elevator and Nick had carelessly agreed before hanging up.

”Crud…Now I’m going to be mentioning that dang lack of an elevator business. I better find some way to smooth talk over that,” Nick thought.

Nick looked at himself dressed in some Nike blue short pants and a white tee shirt. ”Hmm I don’t think the ladies will like this…” Nick thought. He looked into his chestnut brown cabinet to see what kind of clothes he’s going to wear today. Taking out a white dress shirt, a black suit and its matching pants, Nick decided he was going to go formal today and be the gentleman. After changing his clothes and combing his hair just right for the role, he realized he forgot one more thing and took out his pair of shades from his night stand and put them inside his pocket.

He was about to shout and say, ”Hellooo ladiesss!!!” when he saw the boys coming out of their doors and realized, “Oh yeah… I’m in the guys section right now.” At first Nick was annoyed by the fact that he had to travel in a “U” shape to get to the girls but then he figured, “Oh well I might as well meet the guys as well.”

“Hello?” A guy in dark blue jeans and dark blue button shirt asked loudly as Nick opened the door. Nick went towards the guy and said, “Hey there man, I’m Nicholas Truman but you can call me Nick. I’m sorry, I really want to make introductions but you gotta get to Scar and I gotta get to the girls so we can meet the Benefactor. I’m heading that way and you can follow me or not but I gotta jet. See you soon!” Nick tried to walk but his feet were firmly planted on the floor. He then realized he forgot to say, "Oh yeah and um I'm sorry we don't have an elevator." Finding his feet can move continued his walk and saw two guy pass him without paying any attention, focusing on the staircase at the end of the hall near his room. He was about to call after him when he heard the sound of footsteps growing fainter and moving downwards in a fast motion. “I better tell Scar before the run off…” Nick thought.

Walking even further into the hallway, Nick saw another man leaning against the wall in front of his room who seems to be waiting for some kind of direction from someone. Nick wondered how Scarlet never got to the guys seeing as she’s usually the “early to rise” type of girl. He decided to end the guy’s misery and help him for awhile saying, “Hey there, I’m Nicholas Truman, but you can call me Nick! It seems you’re confused and not sure what to do. I have to go get the girls but you can follow me and I’ll lead you to Scarlet. She’s the one you’re supposed to be meeting. Oh and sorry about there being no elevator!” Nick regrettably left without checking to see if any of the guys were even following him. He had to make sure that he got to the girls for he didn’t want to make the Benefactor wait.

When Nick finally reached the girl’s section he was greeted by Scarlet who told him, “took you long enough.”

“Hey sorry Scar, I had to help a couple of your guys. They looked so confused. Hopefully they followed me…”Nick trailed off. He was about to greet the girls when he caught a glimpse of a short black haired girl running in the opposite direction down the stairs.

”Crud, I hope she doesn’t think of running away!”Nick thought. He knew he had to follow her to make sure but there was the matter of the other girls who were probably just as confused as she was. Regrettably he told them, “Hey ladies and gentlemen, I’ll be with the ladies in a moment to escort them to the Benefactor and the men will go with our lovely Scarlet. However, it seems that I need to make sure the little fox doesn’t run scot free. I’ll see you all in a bit and sorry but there is no elevator!” Before he moved, on he remembered putting something else in his pocket ahead of time that was meant for one of the girls. He took out the medication and gave it to Grey saying, “By the way, the Benefactor mentioned that there was a girl that would be needing some medication. I told him I would be honored to give this to you.”

Without waiting for any response, Nick ran down the staircase behind Scarlet and the others to follow the girl. When he got downstairs he saw the girl on the ground, knees to her chest and crying. He was about to approach her when another guy blowing his smoke shouted some nonsense about sucking it up. Nick can’t stand it when guys are rude, so he called him out saying, “Hey back off man! Let her cry if she wants to! She’s just confused and probably scared out of her mind. You don’t know what she’s been through. And we don't have an elevator so just be patient!”

Nick then knelt down in front of her and took out his handkerchief handing it over to her. “Hey there, don’t worry we’re not going to hurt you,“Nick said with a reassuring smile. “I’m Nick, what’s your name? Sorry we don't have an elevator...” Nick then laughed silently and nervously thinking "Great...I should've been more careful with agreeing to tell the others about the elevator."

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Scarlet didn't say anything when Gray spoke, instead she kept leaning against the wall with her legs and arms crossed. "It's lovely to meet you, I'm Grey." she said with a smile that was meant to be warming, Scarlet on the other hand kept starring at her sharply, expressionless except from her eyes that said, 'I'm not buying the act... so drop it'. She then asked her about Nick looking for some sort of explanation, almost at towards the end she said something about not being different or special and she had made the mistake to lie . Scarlet shook her head almost showing her disapproval at the remark, almost feeling offended by it. After all Scar took pride in her job and the corporation, "Does it look to you like just anybody that damn pleases can work here?" she asked feeling highly irritated not only at her comment but at her lie, Scarlet was extremely skilled at spotting a liar and this time was no exception. "Don't bullshit a bullshitter" she thought with a smirk.

"Also, I really need to get home, there's something I really need... to do." she said to which Scar simply replied immediately with a bored tone sounding as if she had already said it countless times before, she had said it to other recruits often times so maybe that's why she sounded apathetic, "everything that you need..." she paused for a moment noticing that others had just gotten out of the room, "is in the room you woke up" she finally said eyeing the others, "But I am sure that most of you noticed that by now" she said knowing how Sylvester liked making feel everyone as comfortable as possible and giving them their own perfect little apartment, Scarlet shook her head in disagreement in Sylvester's arduous attempts to please them.

Scarlet stopped herself from giving any explanations waiting for more recruits to join, after all she hated repeating herself and she thought it useless if they were still missing some people, besides, she was to take on the guys and most of the people she could see so far were women and a few guys. Harper introduced herself followed by a shy wave and asking if they had gotten a letter too, which Scarlet completely ignored, soon after, a girl named Hailey joined too to which Makoto responded with a friendly introduction. Scarlet eyed the whole place again, searching for more recruits to join and to finally lead them to Sylvester, and she noticed Zeus waiting outside his room leaning against his door, waiting for her instructions. One by one, Scar was counting to see exactly how many of them were missing and so far everything seemed to be going well, they had more than half girls with Fiona's arrival but they were still lacking many of the guys and she had just noticed one of them leaving the scene walking away in the opposite direction, 'well that's just... perfect' she thought in annoyance.

It wasn't until she heard a male voice ask a bit confused, "Hello?" that Scarlet had finally had enough. "All right... that's it." she paused a bit irritated, "I am not giving any explanations until everyone is here." she said looking at everyone. Scar finally saw nick joining her, she gave him a look saying, 'you're late, again...' but she didn't say anything as he moved to her side, “Hey sorry Scar, I had to help a couple of your guys. They looked so confused. Hopefully they followed me…” he said. Scarlet didn't say anything as he explained the group that guys needed to follow her while the girls were on him, he obviously explained obediently about warning them of the out-of-service-elevator and soon after followed after the girl that had also exited the scene post haste, Scarlet hoped he would also bring the other guy that had left as soon as he walked out his door.

After Nick left quickly running after the girl, she was left alone with the group once again. Annoyed at the whole dramatics, the chatter and growing more and more impatient at everyone that wasn't there she finally unfolded her arms and moved towards the rooms. One by one on the missing guys she knocked on their rooms, loud enough to give anyone a headache, it wasn't until she got the the room #276 that she noticed an open door. She entered the room quickly and as soon as she realized that there was nobody in the room she rolled her eyes, 'there always has to be that one guy doesn't it...' she started wondering. She pulled out her phone texting the idiot that had decided to play smart on her.


"Not on my watch. Don't even think about it... Get. Back. Here. Now."

Scarlet walked out of the door closing it shut quickly making yet another loud noise. She looked around to the ones that were still talking with each other. She wouldn't have said anything if it were up to her but she thought that more would try to leave so at the end she finally decided to speak up, "something came up... stay here, Nick will be back soon and so will I" she said accentuating the stay, almost making it a command for everyone to follow. "You will soon meet Sylvester... " she paused for a moment knowing it would sound awkward on her lips, "I mean... The Benefactor. You may want to get to know each other seeing that you'll be living together from now on" and with further delay she headed down the stairs. She felt her phone vibrate on her black denim jeans,

"I'm on my way. Walter's bringing me. Who is this anyway?"

"I'll meet you by the door"

It didn't take long for Scar to reach the door. She posed against the open door arch with her arms crossed as she had done in the morning. She was already on a bad mood so instead of looking relaxed as she had on the morning she looked a bit tense. It didn't take as long before she saw him walking towards her, "Hello mystery lady. Please tell me you're the one who's been texting me" he said as soon as he was close enough. Scarlet rolled her eyes in annoyance at his remark, "careful there, don't flatter yourself hotshot" she said moving past the door encouraging him to follow her.

As they walked their way on the direction where the others were waiting, "So how'd you get my number?" he asked but Scarlet kept walking ahead. "It probably helps that I put it on my contacts under 'My Number'. huh?" a small mischievous smile drew on her lips as she continued walking. "Well looking back on it now, it's pretty helpful, right? So why'd you text me?" he continued. Scarlet stopped walking remembering how troublesome he had been and she turned to face him now, "Because you were the only one dumb enough to leave." she said sharply before she gave him her back again and started walking at a faster pace now. It was a lie of course, some of them had indeed walked away, but that didn't mean that she would have to tell him that.

Scar finally reached the stairs but she didn't turn around to see if he was still following but she hoped that he was, after all she didn't want any more hassle than needed. She finally headed upstairs where she had told everyone to stay put, when she finally reached the place she eyed some of them that seemed to be already talking to each other, she turned around to see if Nick was already back from his little trip but he was nowhere to be seen. Before she did anything else, she turned around to see Daniel again, "I hope you don't give me any more trouble..." she finally said before she leaned against the wall again observing everyone a bit impatiently again, counting how many there were and hoping that they had more than the last time she had counted.

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Jasper wasn't sorry, for remorse was an emotion that he refused to channel. He watched with uninterested eyes as an older man assisted 'Selena'. Bet it felt nice for someone to come to your aid, he wouldn't know.

“Hey back off man! Let her cry if she wants to! She’s just confused and probably scared out of her mind. You don’t know what she’s been through. And we don't have an elevator so just be patient!”

Jasper rolled his eyes as he took one more puff of his cigarette. He was tempted to say, I was simply giving her a proper welcome, in the most condescending and sarcastic tone he could muster, but he as he opened his mouth to say the words, music interrupted him. He turned his attention to the source, spotting a man in the backseat of the vehicle singing obnoxiously. The stranger was looking dead at Jasper, singing and mocking a guitar solo. Jasper's brows furrowed as he stared at the stranger as if he were a martian. He said absolutely nothing, eyes trained on the weird man before the car zoomed off.

"I've got to get out of this hell,"he said monotonously as he threw his smoke on the ground and stomped it out. Jasper walked into the building, pushing pass the man and the cry baby. "No elevator, huh? Noted," was all he bothered to say. He trekked up the stairs to where it all started. Lo and behold, the crowd of people had grown since he left. Joy! He stuffed his hands into his pockets and kept his face expressionless. He attempted to with the shadows, saying nothing and not bothering to introduce himself. His mind played out how that would go: Hi, I'm Jasper Ryder. I hate long walks on the beach, pink is a horrid color...that's right, I'm talking to you, Blondie, and I have a large dislike for the human race i.e. all of you. Die in holes. He chuckled inwardly, musing on how swimmingly that would go.





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Maki could feel the tension in the air. Apparently, Ms. Scarlet was upset that not all the men were present and Maki automatically felt the urge to assist her, however she looked like she'd bite his head off if he even looked her way. Everyone seemed to be on edge, but that was to be expected, however, he just wished that perhaps one of them would be nice enough to actually hold a conversation. He just stayed quite, not wanting to step on any toes with his good mood. From the corner of his eye, he spotted movement, seeing a man enter the hallway through the staircase. He looked very anti-social, but Maki was pretty sure he could put a smile on the guy's face.

Mack placed a kind smile onto his face as he approached the stranger. "You seem a bit down," Makoto said, offering that usual friendly grin that he practically trademarked. "I'm Mack, he stretched out his hand for a handshake.

Jasper simply glared at Mack's out stretched hand before allowing his azure gaze to narrow at Mack's face. "And I don't like you. Fuck off."

Maki lowered his eyes in disappointment. So much for cheering him up...

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Novia didn't even bother to look up as the young man that reeked of nicotine came over and went on with his botheration, explaining quite rudely how annoyed he was with her crying. She made many observations from the few words, her mind immediately kicking into gear to break down her analysis at an impressive speed. He was a stressed smoker with an abrasive and rude persona. A quick glance up and she sniffled, taking in his appearance before ducking her head back down and feigning the remaining sobs. Apparently this abducting business had occurred only to those who had fallen on hard times. A smoker with a short temper, possible sociopath tendencies, and somewhat thin and sinewy musculature and rebellious appearance brought her to her first assumption that he was an addict, but if she chose to remain, she would do more follow-up observations as to best exact her vindication for such treatment.

Her feigned sobs died down as a new voice joined the conversation. A much nicer man...but. Why was he talking about an elevator. She gave a final sob, though she choked on it through a soft giggle. “Wh-Why...What elevator? Where did that even come from?” Was he mental? It was honestly so random that she could not help but laugh. She didn't know why it was so funny – Maybe slight hysteria was one of her coping mechanisms for such a situation. She wasn't sure because she had never been this out of her element or without control in a situation. She always adapted so quickly to her situation and talked her way out. But this was something new. Either way, she coped and simply laughed about the elevator, honestly pondering how the hell that even came into the conversation.

She glanced up more as the rude guy left before turning her gaze to the guy who introduced himself as Nicholas. “I'm Novia...I assume you already knew that.” She took the offered handkerchief as she pushed off her hood before dabbing at her eyes. “I'm not going back in there until you answer my questions. What is this place? How do you know about me? How much do you know about me? Did you or anyone else sexually assault me while I was unconscious? Thank you very much for knocking me out, by the way. How did you know where I lived? Where's my car? How long can I stay here if I choose to stay here? And what's the catch?” She was still slightly uneasy but she had to ask questions to get answers. After all, the closed mouth doth not get fed. Her green eyes flickered towards him as she pressed her tongue habitually against the bar piercing her lip. She could feel her hands curl into fists in case she heard something she didn't like and needed to bolt.

The possibility of this situation being genuine and the so-called Benefactor being sincerely concerned for these abducted people...well. It was slim, but honestly. With her current situation in life, what did she have to lose? She couldn't say that she wasn't interested in what this “Gift of Innocence” was. She was also highly curious as to how the selection process worked. And if every one of the others were fucked in life as she was...Oh, they would great test subjects and an absolute joy to observe and take notes. Mmm. An adventure would be nice.

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Harper was about to turn around and make her way to the stairs to go call The Madam when the guy from the ally came running down the hall. “Hey sorry Scar, I had to help a couple of your guys. They looked so confused. Hopefully they followed me…” She slowly arched a brow, glancing behind him to see if anyone had. "I'm Hailey," came a soft voice from behind her. She turned to see a petite, softspoken girl. "I'm Makoto, but you can all call me Mack or Maki. It's nice to meet you." The Asian boy that was placed in a room not far from her own. “Hello?” A confused looking guy from the other side of the hall. He would be dubbed 'the slow one', in Harper's book, for the complete look of utter confusion on his face.

As she was glancing him over, she noticed something red on his arm. She was going to shift for a better look when another voice caught her attention. “I'm Fiona.” Like Harper, the girl seemed to be sizing everyone else up, unable to resist being judgmental of the rag-tag bunch. "Hello everyone, I'm Rosalina." Dubbed, 'the princess', just because she looked like a Barbie. "I'm Grey." This was the girl that was freaking out when Harper originally came out of her room. Harper's eyes softened on the girl. She knew what it was like to wake up in an unfamiliar place, without something you really need or wanted.

“Hey ladies and gentlemen, I’ll be with the ladies in a moment to escort them to the Benefactor and the men will go with our lovely Scarlet. However, it seems that I need to make sure the little fox doesn’t run scot free. I’ll see you all in a bit and sorry but there is no elevator! By the way, the Benefactor mentioned that there was a girl that would be needing some medication. I told him I would be honored to give this to you.” Nick, the many from the alley, handed Grey her medication- what she had been desperately in need of, and then took off after the dark headed girl who had taken off for the stairs moments before. It seemed as though all eyes had fallen back onto Scarlet, the ill tempered and agitated red head.
"I am not giving any explanations until everyone is here," the woman said stiffly, and then briskly made her way towards the stairs as well.

Harper's mind drifted back to the previous apology. No elevator-- did that mean they were not on the ground floor? Were they in some sort of hotel, or mansion or... Her mind trailed off, distracted by another sudden outburst. "Hailey! What are you doing here?" "Do you know what's going on?" "Aradia! I'm so glad you’re here--" Harper's mind clicked off- completely uninterested in what either of the girls had to say to each other, or anyone else. With a small eye roll, Harper started to walk back towards her room, a small ways away from everyone else but still on the hall. She pulled out her cell pone as it was vibrating angrily in her bag. "Yes? Yes, Madam. I know that. I know I said I would-- but something came up! It's not my fault! What? I don't know where I am and they won't tell me! Madam, please! No!" Tears swelled in her eyes, but not tears of sorrow- tears of rage. Her free fist clenched into a ball angrily as she listened to her employer slander and threaten her. After a pregnant pause from her, and a moment of cussing and yelling on the other end of her line, Harper hung up.

Nick needed to hurry up and get back, because The Madam was pissed and she couldn't lose her job. It was all she had in the world- her place to live, how she got food and money, her connections.. it was everything. The sad thing was, though, even if she did leave the building- she had no idea where she was. For all she knew, she was in a different state-- or worse, a different country! With a frustrated sigh she wiped the tears from her face and stood up straight again. She would stay and hear out The "Benefactor"- whoever that was, and then make her decision from there. Even still, worry clawed at her stomach. She was risking everything and it spelled doom for her life in Michigan if she didn't figure things out soon. Of course she didn't want to go back to that life- but what if what this crazy rich dude was asking for was something far worse? Like her first born child, or slavery? The note had seemed innocent and wonderful enough but... she couldn't be sure. She couldn't trust a note. Harper licked her lips and pulled her hair nervously to the side, looking down the hall at the small group of people. Could this really be a fairy tale come true for all of them?

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Nick chuckled as the girl introduced herself as Novia, assuming correctly that he knew. ”Guilty as charged!” Nick thought smiling. After taking the offered handkerchief and removing her hood from her head, Novia asked a plethora of questions one after another, refusing to go back until she was answered.

”Woah woah woah!!! Slow down miss! One at a time!” Nick joked laughing a bit until he decided to answer all of them.

“Well let’s see here, I’ll try my best to answer but the Benefactor would know a bit more than I would,”Nick assured her. Admittedly, he had taken a peak at the Benefactor’s records at times to get to know the new staff each time, though it seemed the Benefactor never caught on. However, Nick could only take peaks every now and then, so the Benefactor still knew more information about the things Novia asked than he did.

“About this place, you are standing in the grounds of the famous Gift of Innocence Corporation! It was established by the Benefactor’s father though it wasn’t called the Gift of Innocence Corporation until close to thirteen years ago. If you mean the area you’re in, this is 962 Valor Drive in Willowstone, Connecticut, a town surrounded by woods that is still developing but growing!”

Nick stopped for a bit to clear his throat thinking to himself, [i]“Eww… I sound like one of those enthusiastic tour guides. I better get more serious..”


He continued with more of Novia’s questions saying, “I do know about you because the Benefactor does try to brief Scarlet and I so that we may be able to accommodate you as much as possible. Not only are we your recruiters but also your guides and guardians. Hmmm, as for how much I know about you let’s see..” Nick took a pause to think back to what the Benefactor’s said about Novia as well as the extra peeks at her file he took notes on.

“Novia…age nineteen, female of course, half Cuban and half Irish and having some sapiosexual tendencies given your attraction to the intellectual. Hmmm you’re a very naughty girl you know, stealing, gangs, and other illegal things, though I’m sure you don’t want to hear much about that again. I’d rather focus on your good side. I hear you’re quite the intelligent one and a good performer. I like the smart girls. They have much more to say than “Oohs” and “Aahs.”
Before answering the next question, Nick gasped at the thought of a sexual assault on any of the girls, especially by him! He would never do something that stupid…never commit to something like that…

“Of course not! I can assure you that no one, especially me, has sexually assaulted you during the time you were unconscious!” Nick said a bit defensive. “Oh no problem, it was a pleasure to knock you out. If you hadn’t there would’ve been much struggle and too much wasted time. Speaking of which I must hurry these questions. We don’t want to worry the Benefactor or keep him waiting. But to keep it brief, I found out your address through the Benefactor who had instructed me to come and get you there. Your car well, that I don’t know. You’re already contracted to stay here according to the Benefactor but it’s a good place so don’t worry about it. The catch…”

Nick had to think fast about the catch though he wasn’t sure what to tell Novia. “I guess the catch is that you’re here to help people and you may or may not want to?” Nick said shrugging his shoulders. He had worked here for quite some time and have seen heartwarming and melancholy events unfold but didn’t really get a chance to think about what catch there may be except for his condition which was more personal to him.

“Anyway, I think I have answered all of your questions. Will you accompany me with the others? I met most of the girls before I ran after you. They seem like a friendly bunch as they have already started conversing and introducing each other. The guys I think are alright too…except for that really rude guy earlier but you know, probably went through something rough as the others. What do you say? Same situation, people who have screwed or been screwed up by life just like you, and a way to turn it all around without the police or anyone else questioning it? I think that’s a pretty good deal to me. Besides, I’d love to see more of you around, Novia.”

Nick ended with a warm smile trying to comfort the lost girl as much as he could. He then stood up and offered his hand to her for helping her up.

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Novia continued dabbing lightly at her eyes as she listened carefully and quietly, assessing both her situation and the male before her. One could practically hear the cogs in her mind whirring and clicking as she calculated her possible choices and the outcomes. She could leave — He said she was contracted but she didn't recall signing any contract. But they knew quite a bit about her already and if she left they could easily contact the authorities. She could be apprehended and deported and most likely sent to prison. Now, if she stayed and things were as he said they were she would benefit greatly. She didn't get a good look at the room that she had been placed in but she didn't like what she saw so far. There were also several others who had also fallen on hard times and observing them and comparing the reactions of everyone to such a situation to her own as well as those of everyone else would prove an awfully great experiment. She also apparently had a job here and could stay for free. She soon came to the conclusion that she would stay. For now.

Her final decision would be made in one week's time.

Her emerald eyes soon met the startling kind cerulean gaze of the man that had previously knocked her out and she quietly observed him, he politely remaining still. He was kind and apparently the Benefactor aided him when he fell on hard times. She was still a bit wary of his attitude, though perhaps it was just a "culture shock" after so many years of not a single shoulder to cry on or a kind hand to help her up without some ulterior motive. She blushed involuntarily as he complimented her intelligence - That was a first. She could come up with a million and one possible ulterior motives that the company had with her — She had a very wide skill set and they were apparently well aware of and she was the best at what she did. She had pulled a number of different jobs for many other companies so the idea of this corporation using her wasn't quite so left-field. But from what she could recall about this company, the owner didn't seem so malevolent — But there were many other companies that seemed like good people on the outside.

She continued to come to the conclusion that this was an awfully great and strange adventure to embark on with the psychological experiment of a lifetime as a prospect. She honestly wasn't doing anything else with her life and was simply going through the motions. Her passion for life had slowly been waning over the past few months as she continuously accumulated money, power, and material possessions but got nowhere and nothing but disrespect and cold, soulless items as she lived out her days alone with her paranoia, fears, and obsessions. This had the potential to be fun and beneficial. Sucking up her tears, she immediately put up her emotional walls and her mask. In a matter of seconds her entire appearance seemed to change; From depressed, confused, vulnerable, and lost to optimistic and charismatic. Her tears were dried and her frown was now a gentle smile, her once dull eyes now shining with curiosity, though there was also a somewhat malicious glint to them. “l suppose I could go along with it for now. Let‘s go then.” She stood up and shoved her hands in the front pocket of her hoody before taking off at a brisk pace back towards the building with him at her side.

She was silent, but retained her cheerful appearance as she went inside, though she still looked like a hooligan with her piercings and apparel. The immigrant continued running statistics through her mind as she climbed the stairs, Nicholas having taken the lead. She appreciated that he respected her silence and didn't try to force a conversation on her. She habitually pushed her tongue against the bar in her bottom lip as she thought, eventually switching to playing with the bar going through her tongue as well. She still retained her paranoia, but she couldn't see any other way out. They knew too much for her to just ditch and she didn't have her car as far as she knew. It would be better here, though. If they grabbed all her other things, they damn sure better not have left behind her Audi R8 — The hell she went through to get that thing was unbelievable. Contemplating where her vehicle was, she nearly bumped into another girl with hair as dark as her own.

“Lo siento.” She spoke softly, pulling her hat off as Nicolas moved to Scarlett's side. She ran her fingers through her hair as it pooled around her feet before she began to braid it to pass the time.

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The Benefactor after waiting about thirty minutes wondered how long it would take Nick and Scar to come and get the new recruits. He was getting a bit impatient but he tried to remain control of his emotions. All of his recruits were probably confused, scared, worried, and who knows what else. He figured he could give them time to bond a bit about their new situation. Besides, he needed some breakfast.

After Kaylee got herself washed and ready, Rosemary brought her down to have some breakfast with the Benefactor. The dining hall had a fall theme going on with the long chestnut brown table covered in a golden table cloth with fake colorful leaves sprinkled on top of it. The flowers in the vase centered were reds and oranges and the brown twigs that separated bunches of flowers were accentuated with darker patterns to make it seem like they were real twigs. The chairs were a darker brown than the twigs and had duller golden cushions for the back and for the seat. All around the room were fall decorations from colorful leaves to nicely arranged baskets of harvest. These were reminders for both the Benefactor and Kaylee that her private school teacher would attend very soon to teach Kaylee for fifth grade. He was proud that she was growing fast but it also worried him that she would soon become a teenager.

Kaylee sat next to the Benefactor eating away at her favorite cereal, Fruit Loops, and gulping down a glass of milk after several spoonful’s of colorful sugary loops. The Benefactor sat down as the servants came in and brought his plate of food: dark brown pancakes with syrup, sausage links, and a glass of almond milk. While eating the Benefactor talked to Kaylee asking her about how she thinks school will be.

“It’ll be fine daddy don’t worry. Though I want to meet other kids my age. Why can’t I go to a regular school?”
“Well Kaylee, you’re my daughter, and I just want to make sure you receive the best education possible in the safest manner.”

“But what’s so dangerous about the other schools daddy?”
“Well there are people fighting, unfair teachers, children who will pretend to be your friends, it’s just not safe out there for you.”

“Oh, okay daddy,” Kaylee said putting her head down while eating her last spoonful of Fruit Loops. The Benefactor looked concerned at Kaylee feeling sorry that she has to stay inside the company. He wanted her to meet other children but that wasn’t an option with the way things are.

“How about this. After your birthday if it’s possible we can try to put you in a regular school. But you have to promise that you’ll be able to catch up fast with the material that your homeschool teacher gives you.”
Kaylee then lifted up her face and her eyes shone with excitement. “Really daddy? You mean it??”
The Benefactor nodded and Kaylee jumped out of her chair and hugged her father tightly saying, “Thank you thank you thank you!!!”

“You’re welcome Kaylee. After all you’ll be a teenager by then and then an adult. You’ll have to learn how to handle yourself from then on.”

“I promise I will do my best for you daddy!” Kaylee cheerfully smiled before skipping to her room. Rosemary followed after her while Kaylee complained that she could go by herself and didn’t need any assistance.

After finishing his breakfast the Benefactor went back to his office again. Noting that it was already about time they should come, he gave Nick a call again.




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Nick had followed Novia up the stairs to go with the others. He was about to strike a conversation with some more ladies when his phone rang again.

“Nick, I believe you should be heading up soon. Have the others not awakened yet?”

Nick looked at the crowd quickly then answered, “There is one guy that still needs to be here but I think he should be heading to the group shortly. Scar can take care of that. All the girls are here now.”

“Alright good, once he comes I want you and Scar to both bring the new recruits over. They have a lot of business to attend to.”

“No problem sir.”

Nick ended the call just as the other man got over to the group.

“Good, okay folks it’s time to go meet your new boss! Scar you can lead the boys first, I’ll stay behind the girls to make sure they’re protected.”

Nick winked at the girls, smiled at Scarlet, then retreated to the back of the girls waiting for Scar to go lead the boys. He didn’t mind if Scarlet made a face at his request. He simply enjoyed teasing her as always. Besides he was going to protect the girls and maybe even get to flirt with some of them using his charm.

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Scarlet moved her head to the side at the sight of all the people talking to each other. Sylvester had given them a report on every single one of them, as he always did with new recruits, so she wasn't surprised to see some of the interactions that were happening just a few feet away. She eyed everyone that seemed to be doing their own thing, it was then when she saw a much smaller and shorter figure roaming the the room trying to stay unnoticed, 'Kaylee...' Scar said in a low voice, her blonde hair could be seen behind Rosalina and Noah who seemed to be too deep into their conversation that they didn't notice when the twelve year old was eavesdropping on their conversation. kaylee then moved to Jasper, whom she saw being rude to someone else, she elbowed the young tall man purposely, "sorry about that" she tried saying in a sweet and endearing tone that yelled sarcasm all over, one that she had picked from Scar most likely. The young girl then stuck her tongue out to the young man and moved next to Zeus who the young girl thought seemed to be nice enough.

Scarlet couldn't help but to grin at the little girl's actions but her smile quickly vanished as soon as the soon to be teenager turned to look at her. Scarlet immediately changed her mood and looked at Kaylee scornfully as she always did when the young girl was trying to get in trouble. Kaylee, knowing she did not want to make Scar even madder, dropped her shoulders and started walking towards the red haired beauty who seemed far from happy with her arrival. She looked like a child about to be scolded by her mother, she had her eyes on the floor as she walked slowly towards her. Finally she was at hands reach from Scar, "I'm sorry" the young girl said. Scarlet moved her hand towards the little girl's head ruffling her long blonde hair, "Kaylee... you know that your Dad doesn't like it when you are playing around with the new recruits".

It was then when they were interrupted by an older woman, Rosemary. She rushed her way in though the stairs and was having an agitated respiration as she had probably ran to search for Kaylee as she did so often being her Nanny. Finally, she spotted the young girl who was next to Scarlet, "Miss Crom...well" she said trying to catch her breath, breathless almost. "Rosy..." said the young girl in return and now hiding behind Scar not wanting to continue with her piano lessons. Rosemary waited for a few minuted trying to regain composure, Scarlet did not say anything and waited until she spoke again, "Ms. Romanov" to which Scarlet replied immediately, "Just Scarlet, Rosemary" she said annoyed though not being disrespectful. Rosemary was about to speak again when Scarlet cut her off, "that will not be necessary, I was about to tell her to return to her lessons" she said dismissing Rosemary for the moment. "But..." Kaylee started, "No buts, I know you want to come but you know you can't. I'll come and fetch you up as soon as I can ok?". Kaylee without second thoughts knowing she would keep her word simply replied, "Okay..." and Scarlet smiled at the young girl before she headed back.

As soon as Kaylee was out of her sight, Scarlet counted the number of people in the room again. Finally she counted the number she needed for the guys with the new addition of the last guy she needed, who looked just as baffled and confused as most of them, and she found Nick finally coming back with the last girl. She was about to make a remark on his, again, delayed arrival but she saw him answering the phone, Sylvester at the end of the line most likely. Finally, after hanging up he spoke again, “Good, okay folks it’s time to go meet your new boss! Scar you can lead the boys first, I’ll stay behind the girls to make sure they’re protected.” With that he winked at the girls followed by a smile directed at her but Scarlet couldn't help but to role her eyes, "Like you had to tell me twice..."

Finally Scarlet moved in front only turning back once, "You wanted some answers and answers is what you'll get. she paused for a moment to look at everyone and then turned to Nick, "You heard mister Claus here" she said calling him by the nickname she had given him as soon as she heard his name was Nicholas, "the guys come with me first." And with that she moved in front of everyone being careful to see that all of them followed. "The elevator doesn't work" she said before anyone was clever enough to ask why they couldn't simply go on the elevator, what Nick had already explained a couple of times; besides it was something that some of them, like the new guy were unaware of. They had to go up the stairs up to the sixth floor, Scarlet did not say anything as they moved their way up. She knew that Sylvester would be waiting and was starting to get impatient as he had called for Nick for an update, besides she wanted to get the empowering done as soon as possible as it would make her job easier.

Scarlet could care less if anyone complained at the stairway, once they were in the sixth floor she turned around to see if all of them were behind and to see if Nick was following behind though she thought that he would probably stayed longer behind flirting all the way up. Scarlet moved slowly towards Sylvester's office, she barged in the room where the door was already opened, she didn't see the point in knocking had the door been closed, either way she made her way in his office. "Here they are" she said signaling everyone, "you really know how to pick em" she said before she did as always, she leaned against the wall letting Sylvester do all the talking.

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Character Portrait: Grey Amor Scott Character Portrait: Scarlet Victoria Romanov Character Portrait: Hailey Daniels Character Portrait: Rosalina Charlotte Vasquez Character Portrait: Zeus Anderson Character Portrait: Harper Foster Character Portrait: Nicholas Truman Character Portrait: Jasper Ryder Character Portrait: Makoto Oshiro Character Portrait: The Benefactor Character Portrait: Fiona Kingsley Character Portrait: Daniel Brennan Character Portrait: Alton Lou Webb Character Portrait: Jang Hyun Woo Character Portrait: Noah Leonardo Jones Character Portrait: Novia Chaves Character Portrait: Aradia McNeal
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Nicholas was enjoying his view from the rear eyeing the pretty girls that he sees yet cautious to Scarlet’s eyes. He was a bit startled by Grey skipping over to him and hooking her right arm to his left, yet he smiled at her as she introduced herself as Grey holding her free hand in front of him. “ …and thank you for kidnapping me” she said while giggling at the end. Nick had a hunch that the girl was not being quite truthful with her laughter as her smile was bigger and her laugh sounded a bit forced, yet he decided to go along with it, thinking to himself, ”Okay, here we go girl number two! I’m on a roll today!” He shook Grey’s hand gently saying in a smooth voice, “Ah how rude of me I don’t believe I had introduced myself very well back there so sorry. I had some business to take care of but no matter. I am Nicholas Truman, though call me Nick or Nicky if you wish.” He smiled at her and looked into her eyes as they walked up saying, “Oh you’re very welcome. I’ve always been the expert at catching the best fish in the sea. Though I apologize for having you walk four flights of stairs. Like I said before there is no elevator.” Nick continued to flaunt and flirt with Grey and look at the other women until they reached the Benefactor’s office.




The Benefactor leaned back on his desk as the new recruits slowly gathered inside his office. First the men appeared and then the women. As the Benefactor studied them closely without staring, he couldn’t help but notice how disheveled, confused, and even angry they looked. One of them had even called out "So, you're the asshole that kidnapped me...who the hell do you think you are?" The Benefactor wasn’t fazed by the anger that snapped out of the young boy. In fact he had to admit he was very straightforward which would be useful to him.

”Poor things,” he thought. ”They must’ve gone through some pretty rough times only to be brought to another adventure of their lives. No matter. It is now that they will begin their possible transformation.”

The Benefactor then stood up proud and as tall as he could clearing his throat and then greeting his new recruits with a “Welcome.” “My name is Sylvester Cromwell but I am usually addressed as The Benefactor. Although some of you may know that from reading the letter. Before we begin, I should let you know that should you desire to return to your rooms, the room number is placed in the back of the letter. If you by chance did not read your letter in your room or did not bring it with you and don’t remember your room, I will give it to you before we give you a tour of the places you will be working in the town.” Sylvester could see that some people seemed to look up or raise their eyebrows as though he had guessed correctly that some people haven’t touched or known about the letter. No matter, there is always an incident such as this one.

The Benefactor motioned to the two recruiters who had accompanied them to move aside as they always have done. He then motioned for the new recruits to come closer and he put his hands towards them palms facing forward. He wore white gloves that matched his formal business attire of a black suit, pants, and shoes. The room seemed to stir a bit and a wind picked up that shook some objects such as a lamp by the corner and some books in Sylvester’s shelf but not so hard that it would knock things to the floor. A faint glow came from underneath Sylvester and the recruits. It was obscure because of the many recruits, but there was a light sea green spell circle with intricate and ancient symbols. The same glow surrounded the people who may or may not have been a bit frightened but the Benefactor reassured, “Don’t worry and don’t be afraid. He is right now observing you and trying to gather information of your pasts, of your fears, of your strengths, and of sorrows. He is the one that will bestow your powers which you will utilize in your work. These powers are your Gifts of Innocence. You must now open your hearts, minds, and souls, and accept the Gift of Innocence as parts of you now.”

The glow emanating from the spell circle grew warm and surrounded the individuals as the Benefactor closed his eyes and concentrated. He could feel his strength diminishing bit by bit until the spell was complete. He doubled back and tripped but Nicholas ran to catch him in time.

“Thank you Nicholas. I’ll be fine don’t worry. Just be sure to fill in what I need you to fill in.”

“Sure sir. Hey wait, what do you need me to fill in?”

“You’ve already agreed Nicholas. You’ll see.”




The Benefactor then proceeded to walk towards each individual to inform them of their powers and their tasks. He first walked to Rosalina and said, “Rosalina, you’ve lost money and your life has gone in all sorts of directions, but now you can help others who were put in the same situation. You are the Loaner who has the power to produce blank checks to loan money to whoever needs it. The wielder of the blank check is able to create blank checks that can be at any dollar amount. They can be given to anyone poor or rich or somewhere in between as long as they meet the terms. It will be agreed upon by customers that there will be a set date for payment and a 1% interest is to be expected. The customer chooses the exact date and time for the payment but it cannot be altered no matter the situation. You will be working very closely with an old friend of yours.”

The Benefactor walked over to Noah and said, ”Noah, you’ve abused drugs and even conjured your own, sometimes bringing others with you to your downfall. Now you will be a potions maker which is like a drug dealer only your potions are made through your gift of magic medicine. You will brew potions that will solve problems that the customer will have. Materials and the guide book will be provided by the Benefactor. However, the medicines are still drugs, which mean they have to be taken at certain dosages and in a limited amount of time. Make sure you take some funds with Rosalina.”

After talking to Noah, the Benefactor moved on to Hailey, Aradia, and Grey. “All three of you will be counselors though you differ depending on your power and experiences. Hailey and Aradia you’ve been best friends but the friendship hasn’t been exactly comforting and supportive has it? Hailey you will be the Empowerment Counselor, taking those who feel as though they are weak and help them take charge into their lives. You were given power to “take charge” because you have been used by another and have felt helpless. You will tell people to recite a mantra to help them take charge into their lives. “I am powerful. My actions do have meaning. I will take charge and control my destiny.”This mantra when recited helps the user to feel empowerment. The user can take charge in his or her life to the point where he/she is intimidating enough to make other people do as told. The mantra only lasts for twenty-four hours, but it can be said over and over again.

Aradia, you will be the Satisfaction Counselor, taking those who feel as though they are not satisfied with their life and are jealous of others. You will help them turn their jealousy around and replace it with feelings of wanting to know and understand the object of their jealousy more. You were given this power because you have felt jealous and have taken out your jealousy on another person. There is a mantra for this that you will teach. “I am satisfied. There is enough for me. I will turn jealousy into devotion and become a true friend instead.” This mantra when recited helps the user become more devoted to becoming a true friend rather than a jealous poisonous friend. Like the take charge mantra, it only lasts for twenty-four hours, but it can be said over and over again.

Grey, you will be the Death/Suicide Counselor who will try to help and understand victims of depression due to death and suicides. In order to understand your patients you were given the gift of empathy which allows you to feel the pain of your patients emotionally, physically, and mentally. You have experienced the feeling of guilt due to obliviousness. Your empathy is not limited to her patients however. You can also feel the pain of others around you when listening intently, usually asking others “Tell me, I’ll listen and try to understand” in order to activate empathy.

You three will be working very closely as counselors so I hope you get along nicely. The Benefactor said giving a warm smile to the ladies.”

He moved on to Zeus and informed him about his role. “Zeus, you will be working with the counselors as well with your role being the Psychologist. You will help people recover from traumatic experiences by permanently erase the painful memories of your patients. You have been sexually assaulted by other women and are always haunted by it, so now you can help others ease their pain by erasing their memory. However, in exchange you must peer into the memories of his patients and erase a happy and equivalent memory. He may use this power outside of work, but the people must be willing to have at least the bad memory erased for it to work.

He turned to Fiona and Alton to tell them about their roles. “You both will be Animal Rescuers and Trainers as you both have witnessed and or experienced pain. Fiona, you will be a friend to the animals, able to befriend animals easily and having them listen to your commands, as though they understand you completely. Friend of the Animals is given to someone who has been tortured by the various cruel deeds done on animals. You will show them a better life through taking care of them and training them in the special Animal Training facilities provided by the Benefactor.

Alton, you will help Fiona rescue animals from their various dangerous situations. To aid you, you will have the ability to not feel any pain, for you have been abused too many times without reason. It should be noted that the effect of feeling no pain lasts both in and out of the job. Make sure however that you rest periodically."

The Benefactor decided that since he just told the animal Rescuers their roles, he should designate the rescuer of people. “Forgive me, is it Jang or Jang Hyun? I have never been the best with Asian names. Anyway, you will also be a rescuer but of people with the gift of resurrection. You have lost many people in your life that you have loved through cruel fate, so now you can help others get that second chance of living. Just note that the people you resurrect will have their lives changed in ways that you need to discover on your own.”

Next he went on to another Asian to get the awkward names over with. “Another one ahh…Ma—ko—to? Anyways, you have been running away from a past of killings, being in the Mafia, and other wrong doings and want to get another chance under a new identity. You will allow people that chance as well. Under the guise of a prison guard, you will have the ability of a reset button, the chance to improve their current lives by allowing them to go back and fix the point in their lives that they think ruined them. Look in your hands and you will see that you have a literal Reset Button that has knobs that change the date and time displayed on it. A person can change it to whatever time and date they want to go back to. After they are done fixing their problem they are transported back in the new present There are however limitations as you will figure out."

He turned to Harper and said, “You’ve been in a lot of raping and prostitution business haven’t you? You feel worthless thinking that being a whore is your only worth and you’ve even panicked about that job of yours haven’t you? Don’t answer the call. You have another home now. You can help others by being the Empowerer. You are similar to Hailey in that you will help others get up from their sulking, agony, and lack of confidence. You will guide those who were lost, thrown away, and shunned by society to a new direction in life. Your Gift of Innocence, "Listen Well," enables you to allow the person she is talking to listen and obey her advice and commands. There are however, limitations to this power as the person must be able to actually hear it. Unlike the others you will search out those in the town rather than have your clients directed to you. We must always remember there are those who do not wish to actively change their fates, as you should know from experience.”

He turned to Jasper, the man who had spoken up to the Benefactor, and said, “I am someone who knows that you were blamed of murder incorrectly due to misunderstanding. You accuse me of kidnapping but it is merely a misunderstanding as I am helping you as you were at your lowest point. So you want to find the truth of things and you shall as a detective with the gift of Psychometry. It allows you to touch an object or person to see the recent past or future. However, note that you will not be given any indication whether it had happened in the past or will happen in the future.”

The Benefactor made sure to be more open and comforting when approaching Novia knowing that she will be more distrusting than the others. “Novia do not fear. Although I know that you are not legal here, let it be assured that your secret is safe with us and that I am not here to deport you. In fact come see me some time and I have connection that might help you get citizenship if you so desire. But in regards to your job, I know you are a bright person, yet you have been held back by poverty. Therefore you will be the Negotiator, negotiating with various salesmen for needed goods. If any of the workers or I need something we will turn to you for your negotiation skills will be so amazing it will be as though they cannot refuse. You will persuade them with “Do we have an accord?” and the item is yours! I trust that you are smart enough to know the correct amount to negotiate for and will give her a budget to abide by.

Sylvester made sure to hurry since he can tell that people were getting impatient and from the corner of his eye he could tell Jasper was itching to get out of here. “Finally Daniel, the man who was supposed to have been a father. I’m so sorry about the miscarriage and your wife. Trust me, I know how it feels to lose your significant other.” The Benefactor looked off in space about after he said that, thinking about…Clarissa… He shook his head to get back to reality knowing he had to continue and said, “Er Sorry. Anyway, you will be a Fertility Specialist, being able to let others have children the way they want them to be and at any time they wish for the baby to develop. The clients will also be able to pick specific traits for their unborn child. It should be noted that you can only induce pregnancy on willing women. And I would advise you please, do not make any of my staff pregnant. It would be very troublesome to have many little children even though Kaylee would love to have siblings.”

The Benefactor then walked to the front of the room pausing a bit to catch his breath from all of the talking and then finally opening his mouth to speak. “Nick I believe it is time for you to fill them in on what I cannot fill in, your power and Scarlet would you like to do so or as always leave it to mystery? Of course Nick you cannot refuse,” the Benefactor ended with a smile.
Nick sighed but he knew he had no choice so he stood in front of the crowd and said, “As you all know, I am a recruiter but I have the power of persuasion. I…used to not be able to commit to anything. I have so many jobs it’s hard to count, I have had many girlfriends that I haven’t had the courage to commit to, and I…” Nick paused but the Benefactor urged him to go on. “I left my fiancé at the altar. I couldn’t do it. I…I ran because I was too afraid to commit to something I wasn’t sure of. However, the Benefactor found me and gave me this power. Now I’m able to make commitments with ease. If I agree to something someone asks me to I will actually be able to do it! Though it goes the same with others. Just be careful, if I ask you to do something and you agree, you can’t run away and you have to go through with it.” As Nick finished he sighed having said this story to many new recruits to rile them up.

The Benefactor then stood in front of Nick and asked, “Any more questions?”

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Novia allowed herself to be herded up the next four flights of stairs along with the others, cautiously remaining at the back of the pack to judge them all quietly. She somewhat enjoyed Scarlet's no-nonsense attitude, though she'd have to say that the seemingly kind Nicholas was her favorite while the smoking douchebag was her least favorite. With her hood off she was able to catch a better glimpse of the people around her - An even number of males and females. Strange. She noticed a bubbly girl immediately taking to Nicholas' side, flirting with him right off the bat. I've never seen a nose that brown on a girl so white. She snickered in her thoughts, shaking her head. Before she could assess the others, they arrived at their destination.

She found herself at the end of the formed line as they came into the Benefactor's office, expecting a slightly uninspiring speech. Which she was mostly right about. But what threw her off was the light snaking around her - The Benefactor said it was getting to know her to determine what power she would get. Once more she felt vulnerable and exposed, though it spiked her anger more this time as she clenched her fists. She forced herself to listen as he assessed everyone, making mental notes who to stay away from. And then. He came to her.

“Novia do not fear. Although I know that you are not legal here, let it be assured that your secret is safe with us and that I am not here to deport you. In fact come see me some time and I have connection that might help you get citizenship if you so desire. But in regards to your job, I know you are a bright person, yet you have been held back by poverty. Therefore you will be the Negotiator, negotiating with various salesmen for needed goods. If any of the workers or I need something we will turn to you for your negotiation skills will be so amazing it will be as though they cannot refuse. You will persuade them with "Do we have an accord?" and the item is yours! I trust that you are smart enough to know the correct amount to negotiate for, as you will have a budget to abide by.”

She almost couldn't believe her ears, taking a few steps back. Legal citizenship...? Supernatural negotiation powers...? Did he really want to give that to her? As she mulled over the situation, she realized that everyone was talking now. Well. She was done here. “Well, as much as I'd love to stay and join you all in being harassed and degraded by Nero of the 21st Century, I think I can manage to find something more stimulating to help me grasp onto what's going on. Thanks for the stuff, by the way. Love the kitchen design. But I really want my Audi back.” She was really beginning to wish she could find her gun right about now. But she would have to settle for something more productive.

Tipping a lazy salute, she politely made her way past everyone and left, going back the way that she had come with everyone else. Her key was drawn out of her pocket as she came to her door and went inside. Once more she was greeted by a vision of perfection. She left the door open some as she walked by the counter, dropping her keys there and kicking off her shoes. She headed back to her amazing room, dropping her clothes and tossing them in a hamper to trade in for yummy pajamas and a bandana. Her path was made to the kitchen where she worked fast to set out a dinner for herself. Steak, tomatoes, onions, cilantro, cheese, and tortillas surrounded her as she soon filled her new home with the sound of chopping and singing.

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She listened as the girl said she was fine but she sort of knew better then to believe it. But, it was not her place to pry on someone else's private business... Especially when she didn't even know the girl. She shook Harper's hand as she introduced herself which made the British girl relax a bit. At least someone wasn't being hostile towards everyone else. Hating everything and everyone just because they were pissed off about being here. She chatted with the girl, telling her about her room before seeing Harper be bumped by a small Hispanic looking girl who, she assumed apologized to Harper. Who didn't seem to mind very much to say much about it. She stayed by Harper before finally seeing the adults return into the room. She looked at the small young girl and assumed she must have been here already or was related to one of the adults. No child could loss their innocence so much at such a young age that they needed to come here...

And then after a moment of not paying attention, she saw all the boys go with Scarlett while the girl stayed behind with Nicolas. She watched as Grey and Nicolas talked while she just awkwardly waited to get an explanation. And finally, they began moving and made it to an office who she could bet was the boss of everyone here and was the person who sent the two to go and get everyone here. Once entering she found a man who began to speak to the large group. “Welcome. My name is Sylvester Cromwell but I am usually addressed as The Benefactor. Although some of you may know that from reading the letter. Before we begin, I should let you know that should you desire to return to your rooms, the room number is placed in the back of the letter. If you by chance did not read your letter in your room or did not bring it with you and don’t remember your room, I will give it to you before we give you a tour of the places you will be working in the town.” She looked at the top of the letter seeing her room number before returning her gaze up to the man who continued to speak. She honestly didn't bat an eye at the job, she never had an actually job but she did enough around her home and for her protest to know exactly what to do. She watched as Sylvester put his gloved hands out in front of him, making her raise an eyebrow. Soon a bright glowing light began to wrap around all the young adults. To her, she was wonder what it was. She was a curious person and she wanted ask him what he was doing but she couldn't find the words. “Don’t worry and don’t be afraid. He is right now observing you and trying to gather information of your pasts, of your fears, of your strengths, and of sorrows. He is the one that will bestow your powers which you will utilize in your work. These powers are your Gifts of Innocence. You must now open your hearts, minds, and souls, and accept the Gift of Innocence as parts of you now.” Looking up at him, she could have swore that now it was a dream. Powers? What was this a fairy tail?

As she begn asking questions in her head, she didn't even notice him going around to the group telling them what their so-called "powers" were. It wasn't until he stop in front of her that began paying attention to what he was saying. “You both will be Animal Rescuers and Trainers as you both have witnessed and or experienced pain. Fiona, you will be a friend to the animals, able to befriend animals easily and having them listen to your commands, as though they understand you completely. Friend of the Animals is given to someone who has been tortured by the various cruel deeds done on animals. You will show them a better life through taking care of them and training them in the special Animal Training facilities provided by the Benefactor.

Alton, you will help Fiona rescue animals from their various dangerous situations. To aid you, you will have the ability to not feel any pain, for you have been abused too many times without reason. It should be noted that the effect of feeling no pain lasts both in and out of the job. Make sure however that you rest periodically."
She smiled towards him before seeing him move to the next person. She looked towards who she believe was Alton before offering a small smile. After that, everything kind of winded down while a the raven haired had curse up a storm before actually storming out, hopefully leaving. If he didn't want to be there and have the choice of getting whatever he lost back then let him leave. It would make her irritation go down anyways. Matter of fact, she was tried of hearing everyone bitch and complain, some saying how they wanted to go and explore while others wished to leave. Fiona? She wanted to stay here, she hated her life sometimes. People assuming that she was so perfect and such a little princess without truly getting to know her or of her scars physical and emotional scars. She had her goddamn baggage too. She could just sense people staring at her, just judging the small rag-doll girl. She looked at Harper who was still next to her before speaking to her after clearing her throat once more.

“As much as it is seeing people explode and hearing all this cursing, I think I'm going to go look around this place. But, it was very nice speaking to you, Harper. I hope to see you around.” She told her in all honest before slipping out of the office and walked towards the stairs, not really having a true destination in mind. She needed some air, so she walked towards the doors and walked into the sunlight before sighing. Letting all the anxiety just melt away from her as she looked at her phone, now seeing a message from her ballet teacher, telling that apparently her parents told her that she had broken her leg and was at home resting it. And that he hoped her star dancer felt better soon. She didn't even reply as she slide to the ground under a tree, shielding her from the sun as she just looked in her small bag and grabbed out a folded piece of paper to write down everything that had happened so far in the day.

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The Benefactor didn’t have to wait long for others to respond to the mysterious happening of the office and himself. Grey had asked, "Why was I chosen?" and the Benefactor would have thought it was obvious at this point yet he opened his mouth to respond. Before he could, the Benefactor stopped as he heard laughter coming from another Harper who had only one question to ask, “Why does the elevator not work?” The Benefactor took a moment to smirk at the question, anticipating that it would come out sooner or later but not with the enthusiasm Harper had. Still he did have to explain and he would’ve if Jasper wasn’t so quick to answer Grey. “Apparently, you weren’t paying attention when this guy was giving an overview of everyone’s life story,” as he gestured to the Benefactor on cue. Obviously, simple bitch, you’re just as fucked up as the rest of the broken toys here.” Afterwards he turned to the Benefactor. “I have a real question, Mr. B,” sounding irritated. The Benefactor held back his smile to the nickname, hiding the fact that he kind of liked it because he knew now was not the time. “Can I just get the hell out of here?” Jasper asked before shaking his head ,waving his hand, and walking towards the door. ”You know, what? You don’t even have to answer that. I’m going to just go.” And with that Jasper walked out of the office, the first one to leave after the empowering. The Benefactor didn’t need to signal Scarlet as she walked out of the office after Jasper. After a while, she came back in without him, unsuccessful perhaps.

In a few moments, Daniel spoke up agreeing with Harper the “former hooker.” “I don’t know, it just seems like a lot of walking,” while Rosalina and Noah had a conversation amongst themselves. Makoto seemed to be the only one who enjoyed this at this point. The Benefactor wasn’t surprised when another one, Alton, also announced that he would get out of here. “Listen, I’m just going to go back to my flat, the atmosphere in there right now is pitiful and I don’t want to deal with it. So if you don’t mind, I’m going to try to come to terms with the fact that pain isn’t available to me anymore.” The Benefactor watched Alton leave and thought, ”My, I wonder if I should’ve really done that, or rather if he should’ve given him that ability considering his…special kinship towards it. But what’s done is done and he cannot take it back.”

If the Benefactor had thought that Makoto was the one who enjoyed this he couldn’t have been more wrong when Grey had started a whole conversation to him about thanking him for saving her schooling for psychology, offering her coffee skills, introducing herself, a “broken” closet, and a bottle of wine that didn’t make her drunk. The Benefactor had taken her hand and shook it gently giving her a warm reassuring smile while she spoke, but couldn’t help raise his eyebrow and give a concerned look when she mentioned the bottle of wine.

“Grey, it is a pleasure for you to offer coffee. I’d like to take up the offer sometime if it’s no trouble, and perhaps the others would like some too. I will ask the maids to gather a list from each of you about your clothing preferences. Though, about the wine…I’m sorry to say that I didn’t put that there…” The Benefactor grew jealous for the moment. ”Of all the things I don’t give them, why did it have to be wine!” he thought. The Benefactor could feel his taste buds craving for the drink that Grey had taken up and he couldn’t help but tighten his grip, forgetting that Grey was holding onto his hands. “Ahh sorry about that miss. But I can’t inform you much on the wine.”

He was about to suggest that Novia would help the maids gather deals on the clothing but then she excused herself, in a much intelligent and sarcastic tone, “Well, as much as I'd love to stay and join you all in being harassed and degraded by Nero of the 21st Century, I think I can manage to find something more stimulating to help me grasp onto what's going on. Thanks for the stuff, by the way. Love the kitchen design. But I really want my Audi back.”

More people walked out of the office after Novia, leaving Grey, Harper, Rosalina, Noah, Daniel, Makoto, and Jang to be in the room. Aradia and Zeus left the area without a word. Fiona said a goodbye to Harper saying, “As much as it is seeing people explode and hearing all this cursing, I think I'm going to go look around this place. But, it was very nice speaking to you, Harper. I hope to see you around.” With the leave of her best friend Aradia, Hailey excused herself, "I...I...Never mind. Excuse me, I need to... I gotta... I need to collect.. collect.. collect my thoughts."
The Benefactor observed all of this, and took note of who left and who still remained. It didn’t surprise him much that some people stayed behind while others had left. This happened many times over and after experience he knew that plans don’t always go as smoothly, so he had to think of an alternative. He smiled towards Grey who was still nearby him and then addressed the crowd of young adults.

“Now, I see that we won’t be able to go have a tour around the town, which is still fine. You’re free to go and look around this weekend as your jobs don’t start until Monday. However, I see that we need to get together as a group, so I’m going to plan a little something for us to do this evening. For now, I want you to get closer to each other, especially trying to find those who have just ran off. There are no more secrets in this place anymore since we have to get close to each other. It is important that a business runs as a unit that so happens to have many components.” The Benefactor smiled, remembering that logic from his father who he had looked up to all those years ago as a child. Now it was his turn to shine, his moment of leadership. “In fact, this may also be an excellent opportunity to try out your powers if you wish, as long as the other person is willing of course. Again Daniel, I warn you on not making anyone…endowed with another person inside of them…unless they wish it upon themselves.”

Before the new recruits headed out the Benefactor quickly said, “And the reason why the elevator doesn’t work is because my father was unfortunate enough to receive this building without one and as it expended the workers couldn’t install one. I apologize for this, but in a sense it is a good way to be healthy and exercise. You never know when emergency could strike and that extra training would help.” After the new recruits filed out, The Benefactor motioned to Nick and Scar to have a meeting to themselves.

“Nicholas, Scarlet, watch over these interactions. We need to make sure they do not get unnecessarily injured in any way,” the Benefactor whispered with a serious tone. Slowly his serious expression turned into a smile and he cheerfully smiled and he continued, “Especially since they’re supposed to have a good time!”

Nick nodded and politely said, “Yes, sir,” then grabbed Scarlet’s hand and escorted her out. Making sure that nobody was around, Nick asked, “So, Scar, how do you think of the new recruits? I’m definitely enjoying the chicks around here, though the guys ain’t so bad. They’re such lucky bastards though. The Benefactor’s throwing them a party again even though they act like such brats!” He gazed at Scarlet as she spoke, observing her beautifully defined body and the flaring sea of vermillion that flowed down with it. Her luscious lips seemed to move with the words she spoke and he didn’t care what she was saying so long as he could look intensely at his partner. Ignoring anything she was saying he then asked, “Hey, why don’t you tell me your power?” He eyed Scarlet suspiciously, circling around her as he spoke. “I mean, it’s been a long time since I joined and you’ve always just kept to yourself about it. We’re partners so shouldn’t we be looking out for each other?” Nick then put his arms around Scarlet and looked at her earnestly, this time showing genuine interest and concern for her. “C’mon, Scar. You know I worry about you sometimes. Why don’t you promise you’ll show me your power? It doesn’t have to be now since I know sometimes there has to be those opportune moments. But can you promise me you’ll show it to me?” Nick held on to Scarlet and stared into her eyes, awaiting an answer.

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“E aqui estamos nós. Uma obra-prima bife quesadilla. Agora, para envolver minha cabeça em torno desta...situação.”

Novia spoke aloud to herself as she finished her steak quesadillas and set them gingerly on a plate before whistling. She was answered by a soft mewl and bark coming from the living room area, the animal noises growing closer as Orca and Demônia rounded the corner of the counter and padded across the tile floors into the kitchen. The pit and kitten of gray color were happy as they immediately went to their respective food bowls, Orca tearing into his raw steak while Demônia enjoyed a nice bowl of raw ground beef. She nudged their water bowl closer before taking her own food into the living room where she flopped onto a bean bag before looking around. She couldn't say that she didn't like the place provided for her to stay in. The kitchen was spacey and the beautiful purple and black design was just her style.

The living room was a tribute to nature, knowledge, literature, and music. But she was still hesitant. As she chewed gingerly on one of her quesadillas, she soaked in her surrounding and assessed the value of everything that wasn't hers. Well, wasn't hers from her previous apartment. She looked around a little more and realized that only many of the books, paintings, instruments, and furniture were new. Besides the wardrobe, that is. She had already estimated something near fifteen grand when another thought entered her mind: Why leave? They could probably easily find her again and deport her. Though she was assured that legal citizenship was just a request away. And she held some negotiation powers now...But was this a temporary home and job or was she welcome too live and work here until she decided to retire? She set her plate down and headed for her new bedroom where she fetched a vintage leather backpack and went back to the living room; She loved that there was only one couch and everything else to perch upon happened to be bean bags, large pillows, and two hammocks. She sat in her previous seat and began to pull things from her bag, settling with a journal and a pen, writing all that she had captured about her new co-workers.


Jasper - First encounter lead to the assumption that the male in question was an addict. He is a bit gangly and with his pale complexion, multiple tattoos and piercings he gave an air of teenage rebellion. Of course, one cannot judge by image alone. He reeks of nicotine and his language is as dirty as his appearance is grungy. He doesn't seem to hold a sense of compassion for anyone and I suspect he is quite misanthropic. Encounter with The Benefactor provided information most useful; Falsely accused of murder. Until further information is obtained of his past, I deem him weak in character for crumbling under such a minor event compared to those of others. Gift: Psychometry. DO NOT TOUCH HIM!
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Harper - Seems to be of the friendly type. First interaction was merely a bump, albeit my blunder and apology were ignored. Encounter with The Benefactor has provided information concerning her past; Previously a prostitute. Further traits unknown. Observation continu~


She stopped her writing as screaming came from somewhere down the hall. Setting down her notebook, she tiptoed to the door and peeked out to watch the girl previously addressed as Hailey begin to cry and carry on conversation with...herself? She moved back into her apartment and dodged a charging Orca. She smiled softly at the energetic grey-furred, crystal eyed pitbull puppy and grabbed her plate containing the other steak quesadilla along with her notebook and red pen. Hailey would be an excellent study! She approached the girl, still in her socks and pajamas as she sat on the stairs next to her. “It's still warm.” She offered the warm snack to the crying girl. “I'm Novia. This is Orca.” She put on her sweetest smile as her smaller companion placed his front paws against Hailey's side and barked at her before licking her exposed arm.

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Hailey just continued to cry, no one noticed really and that was good. At least she believed no one noticed, in fact she had hoped no one noticed the episode she had. The need for someone unrealistic would give people the idea that she was mental even if Hailey couldn't tell the difference between reality and unreality she still hated when people called her crazy or mental. Holding her arms tightly around her legs as she pressed them hard against her chest before she knew it she heard a voice next to her. “It's still warm.” She heard the girl say next to her. Oh no, she thought scrambling for some kind of thought. Her first thought was that possibly it was her best friend coming to comfort her or to talk to her. As soon as her sobs began to slow she felt something lick her arm which not only startled her but confused her. Lifting her head her eyes were puffy and she was sniffling, looking around sadly. Pure confusion seemed to have still been in her system because all she felt like doing was crying and she just wanted to jump up to get answers. Obviously that is not what she did though. “I'm Novia. This is Orca.” Novia had mentioned the dog’s name. Hesitantly she put her hand out and allowed the dog to sniff her hand before gently petting the dog. In an attempt to stay calm and not act childish she slowly pulled her hand away then looked over at Novia. "I'm Hailey, its-it’s nice to meet you." She sniffled, blinking back a couple tears that had momentarily threatened to slip out. Glancing down at the food for even just a second made her stomach do a couple flips. No she wasn't hungry, would that be rude to say that? Would she be a bad person if she didn't take the offer? Who knew, but just the sight of food made her sick right now. "By the way, no thank you for-for the food. It was nice of you though." She added considerately.

Nervous fingers slid along the edge of her shirt as her mind scrambled for words. Penelope's and other unknown voices screamed at her in head. Her head felt like it was about to explode while she tried to figure something out. Her mind drifted off as I usually does when stuff like this happened. It was Novia's fault it was her fault for how she was. Aradia understood why this happened, where was she? Why isn't she here with her? Tears burned her eyes again at the thought, looking over at Novia she sniffled, blinking the tears back for a second time. "I-I promise I never cry this much." She told her, breathing in deeply as she slid her legs down so they laid flat on the ground. Once again she held out her hand for the puppy, mind drifting off again as she place gentle strokes on the animal. The voices screamed in her head again, making her head throb. "Do you have any thoughts on this place already? I mean it’s not that bad right?" Squeaked out Hailey. Her gaze stayed on the dog in front of her when she spoke to Novia. It was amazing at how fast Hailey had gone from just completely sobbing to completely in her own world. A habit she had gotten a while go she had taught herself how to act around people. This way people you weren't completely mental even though it was still quite evident that you were mental. Not that she could help it other than trying to be "normal". "Do you like your 'Gift of Innocence'?" Hailey questioned curiously, suddenly questioned were able to flow freely to her.

Taking her hand back from petting the dog she begins to mess with her sleeve and humming softly to herself. Nerves were obviously really setting in. Most of the time she doesn't talk to most people, not because she is anti-social or anything just because of the fear of being rejected. When she talks to Aradia or her family she knows they would accept her. As for people she just meets that is a different subject. Tummy softly growling she looked down at her lap. "Also I'm j-just curious, but what brought you over here? Are you-" She stopped herself, sucking in her entire bottom lip as she begins to rub her teeth over her bottom lip. After a couple seconds she releases it then sighs. Yes she saw her in the group, she knew that, so why was she about to ask her if she was real? Unless that group wasn't real then Novia was real and she didn't need to hear the last question that had only briefly been on her mind. Oh how Hailey hoped Novia wouldn't ask what she was about to say. What would Hailey say, how would she respond. "You’re stupid, did you see that, look at you crazy mental girl sitting here. What's wrong with you?" The angry voices echoed in her head, looking down at her lap she ignored the voices in her head. That was the last thing she needed was what people called her conscious- but other professionals decided to call it schizophrenia- to tell her negative things. This girl believed she could tell reality from non-reality and had great social behaviors. Yeah okay sometimes she would flip out on people for no reason, but don't most people do that? Sighing softly she hoped Novia wouldn't find her weird or possibly crazy. She kind of needed someone to be there for her right now, especially when she thought Aradia was mad at her.

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Novia and Hailey had her questions which was a good thing. She liked when people would actually answer her questions instead of ignoring her. After that she had offered to make a deal which instantly obviously struck huge curiosity in her. She wanted to know what this offer was, intrigued she had listened to her and what she was offering as a deal to the girl. Once the offer was out on the table she for some reason had decided to make the deal. After shaking the other girl's hand she smiled gently. She reached out for the puppy after making the deal, gently stroking the sweet animal on its head as she listened to Novia explain her past. It was like story time like at her mental institute. Nurses were so kind to her there, and the women there would tell her crazy stories. It was an amazing story she had to give her props for that. There were times during the story where she had wished her history could be like that, but it wasn't. "I like your body art, it's pretty cool." She complimented the girl, smiling lightly. "I just have a cloud tattoo on my hip." Hailey added sweetly before placing a soft kiss on the top of the dog's head. "I wish I had some cool stories to tell," Pausing for a moment she let out a soft sigh.

"You know most people I have met in my life tell me they love me. They tell me I'm the most perfect girl in the world." Stopping she released the puppy in her lap, messing with her sleeve as her expression saddened. "They must have not loved me that much if they let me go. They let me leave their homes even after saying that." Looking over at Novia to see if she was following she cleared her throat and rubbed a scar located just above the edge of her sleeve. "I never quite understood since I was only five when my parents just vanished from my life, leaving me in a different county in a new home with new people that I didn't know. I spent a lot of time just moving from home to home just because supposedly I had to." She had admitted to the female. "I don't remember most of the people. I mean I barley even remember my own parent's what they look like, if they cared, and if they are still alive today. I've been an orphan most my life until I was adopted by my parents Victor and Gracie Daniels. They barely knew me and treated me so kindly. They are such kind people even with my... problem." A soft sniffle came from Hailey as her gaze continued to be just fixed on her lap and the puppy sitting on it. "I don't believe I have a problem, but a doctor I have seen has called me a mean name. I can't help I don't understand and that you don't see what I see. My foster parents don't seem to notice my problems, and Aradia seems to "accept" these problems. She doesn't seem to care about them unlike other people who I have encountered in my life. If they don't seem to notice my "problems" then I shouldn't be considered something right? I shouldn't be considered "Mentally Unstable" or what not, right?" Finally she lifted a slightly sad gaze to Novia, half begging that she wouldn't go blabbing off to everyone about her and her life.

Really only Aradia and her family knows about her past just because she hasn't wanted to tell anyone about her past until after making this recent deal. After saying all this she hadn't mentioned her foster father who had beat her and Aradia who would take her anger out on her. She hadn't mentioned unintentionally hurting herself when the voices in her head was nagging her, she didn't mention why she was mentally unstable and why doctor's thought she was the way she was. She left out the part of going to a mental hospital even when she was young. These were parts she could explain later, more likely when she was actually able to give herself time to even think about what to say and how to explain it. "You just... you don't even know. Anyways, I hope that wasn't confusing. I really do hope that actually made sense because I like to ramble some times and I hope that's not what just happened." She let out a long breath, rubbing her eyes, and even kind of digging the palm of her hands into her eyes before setting her hands down. Her hands were slightly shaky as she lifted one to gently stroke the animal on her lap once again. "There is still so much to tell you I just thought maybe you would want to start off with that for now, and learn more about me later on." Admitted Hailey before lifting her gaze to Novia as she awaited uneasily for the girl's response to what she had just explained. The thought of her friend Aradia made her even more depressed, was the girl angry with her? Afterwards she had stormed off and her best friend was nowhere in sight. She wanted Aradia to be here, but she wasn't. Where was she? Hailey had no idea but it shouldn't matter because at the moment she was talking with Novia about their pasts and such.

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Novia listened intently, maintaining a look of concern as she wrote in her notebook. Okay, so she was right; Hailey was a bit...off. Alright, she had to admit that this place was a mecca for studies. For a moment during Hailey's recounting of her past Novia felt...something. A twinge of sympathy? Couldn't be - She didn't relate to people. For her to relate she had to care and what did she care for this girl that she didn't even know? Of course she wouldn't form any sort of attachment to Hailey; This was purely for research. Dismissing the idea, she closed her notebook and put away her pen. “Actually I don't mind if you ramble and I do encourage it. Rambling means that your words are uncensored and you are saying what is exactly on your mind which makes it easier for me to grasp who you really are. I also don't mind taking time to listen to you. It feels good to let people in, doesn't it?”

She wouldn't know, of course. She hadn't let anyone in for quite some time and she certainly wasn't going to start now. Deep in the back of her mind she knew that it was highly possible and probable that she would eventually become some semblance of who she once was. But it would take more than tossing her into a group of fellow degenerates and crazies and voodoo therapy with magical powers. She sighed softly and wiped her hand down her face. “I need to go speak with the Benefactor. Join me for dinner lately and we can talk more. Her leaving was abrupt as she grabbed her plate and placed it atop her notebook, waving to Hailey with her free hand before shuffling down the hall to lock and close her door. She was back towards the stairs, Orca having locked Hailey near to death (figuratively) before struggling his way up the steps behind Novia as she traveled to the sixth floor. As she came to the Benefactor's office she could feel her brow crease as she knocked on the door.