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Zeus Anderson

"I don't understand... why me?"

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a character in “The Gift of Innocence”, as played by Hallowed777

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"If there is no struggle, there is no progress."




General Knowledge




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Full Name:
Zeus Heath Anderson

Nickname:
None

Gender:
Male

Age:
Nineteen {19}

Ethnicity/Race:
He is mostly American, but he is also part Hispanic.

Sexual Orientation:
Asexual

Room #:
251

Prior Occupation:
Works at a pizza place

Current Occupation:
Psychologist




Things You Want To Know




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Hair Color:
Brown hair with light brown highlights

Eye Color:
Dark Chocolate

Height:
6'2"

Weight:
156.2lbs.

Tattoos:
None

Piercings:
None

Scars:
Most of them may not be physical scars, but there are mental scars. There are scars randomly on his body, one on his stomach, the other on his shoulder, and finally a couple on his arms.

Character Color:
#8358FA

Description:
Zeus stand at a tall 6'2" and weighs 156.2lbs.. Most days you will see him wearing something along the lines of a sleeveless graphic-tee, skinny jeans, and a pair of vans. While other days he will wear both a sweat shirt and sweat pants with the same tennis shoes that he wears often. Underneath them is actually a muscular body which shows that he works out frequently and keeps himself healthy as much as possible.




For Better Or For Worse




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Personality:
{Unbelievably Sweet, Protective, Trust Issues, Funny, Creative, Shy, Mysterious, Slightly over emotional, and Loyal}
Zeus basically the first thing you should know about him is that he is unbelievably sweet. He tries to make people feel good about themselves, and tries to comfort those who are hurting even though he is hurting. He is good at hiding when he is hurting from people just because he hates it when people try to give him some kind of sympathy when he doesn't want it. Also he is known to be a protective person when it comes to the people that he loves and cares about. If someone were to mess or hurt his sister or one of his best friend's he would kick into protective mode and would try to help protect his family or friend's just because that is the kind of person he is. Due to the fact that he had been betrayed by the one person whom he thought would never betray him he now has trust issues. Often he doesn't trust anyone, though, there are those time when he trust people he shouldn't trust and he doesn't trust people that he probably should trust.

You should know that he can be funny too he tries to crack jokes and make people smile when he can. If he sees someone who looks depressed and he cares about them then he would try to crack jokes just to see them smile. He is as well creative, often he thinks outside the box of things and after creating something in his head he will some times paint it out if he thinks it is creative enough or amazing enough for him to take the time to oil paint it out. Most people do not know how creative he really is just because of how shy he acts around people. He likes to keep to himself, seeming as though more mysterious than anything else. He loves to listen more than he likes to talk about stuff so he prefers not to be the center of the attention. He isn't always virtually perfect though because there are those times where he can be slightly over emotional. Randomly when he wakes up he instantly feels guilty about everything he has done in is life and that has happened to him in his life. He will end up become slightly over emotional on those days which is kind of the few days when he actually cries, and hides away in his room. Bothering him on those days, like picking on him would cause him to loose his temper with you. He may be a strong male, but during his over emotional days he can just become kind of short tempered. Finally you must know that he is without a doubt really loyal. He wouldn't betray you unlike a lot of people that he has encountered in his life that have betrayed him. He knows how to keep a secret, and will not tell anyone unless it is okay with the person who told him the secret or unless he really, really had to.
Hobbies:
- Painting -
- Tennis -
- Cross country bike riding -

Habits:
- Rubs his eyes when he is frustrated -
- Shaking his leg when he is bored -
- Shakes a little when he sees older women -

Oddities:
- Allergic to bee stings -
- Smoking -






Likes/Loves:
  • Hot chocolate
  • Iced Coffee
  • Macaroni and Cheese
  • Sitting in his room
  • Being left alone
  • Reading
  • Watching movies
  • Listening to people
  • Being outside
Dislikes/Hates:
  • Women
  • Getting sick
  • Falling
  • Rude people
  • Cold weather
  • Comics
  • Horror Movies
  • Being clumsy





Stuff You Shouldn't know...




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Strengths and Weaknesses

Character Skills/Talents:
  • Bike riding
  • Painting
  • Musically talented on the Piano
  • Self Managment
Character Flaws/Weaknesses:
  • Cooking
  • Talking to women
  • Trusting people
  • Shy


Secrets:
- Has been sexually assaulted by women most of his life -
- Keeps a Diary -
- Before his dad passed away Zeus told him that he hated him and Zeus really regrets it -

Fears/Phobias:
- Sex
- Women
- Heights



Remembering The Past




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Biography

Place Of Origin:
Cheyenne, Oklahoma

Birth Date:
June 21st

History:
WIP
-The more detailed and the lengthier, the better- (At least 3 detailed paragraphs)

Family Tree
Father - Travis Anderson | 45 Years Old | Deceased |
Mother - Yasmine Anderson | 40 Years Old | Business woman | Alive |
Sister - Savvy Anderson| 15 Years Old | Cashier at a local store in their home town | Alive | Twin to Lilith | Has no idea what their mother and her friend's had done to Zeus |
Sister - Lilith Anderson | 15 Years Old | Alive | Twin to Savvy | Has no idea what their mother and her friend's had done to Zeus |

Happiest Memory:
His sister's being born.

Saddest Memory:
When his mother and her friend's took advantage of him. Embarrassing him because he had just been sexually assaulted by females.




Theme Song




Fix You | Coldplay
When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you




Other




Other/Misc:

Wants to gain:
To feel semi-normal. He doesn't want to be as afraid of women and wants to be able to not completely hate his life.

Anything else:
No





OOC
Password:
I have been roleplaying for about 3 years. About 1 year here on roleplaygateway, but about 2 years on a different site. I prefer fantasy roleplays to be honest.
How often can you get online?
Depending on the time of year I can get on often unless it isn't summer time then I probably would only be able to get on a little.
How often can we expect you to be able to post?:
Pretty often depending on who I am roleplaying with and what my character is doing.

So begins...

Zeus Anderson's Story

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Harper awoke to a familiar throbbing in her head, so familiar in fact it was almost calming. The pain was like a nip to the lips, a feeling which left a numb, tingling feeling in her lips. As she lazily rolled over, she let out a gentle groan, arching her back as if she were of a feline bloodline. When she finally hoisted herself into a seat on the bed, she took a slow look around the room. "Nice place," she muttered allowed, should her client still be within ear shot. She doubted it. Men in suits always had important places to be. Even still; was this his room? A little girly, she thought to herself as she slid out of the bed. The marble floor was oddly warm. "Heated floors? Very nice..." she purred. As she glanced around the grand bedroom, she noticed three doors. Two that were double doors. She bit her lip playfully and walked to the middle of the room, toying with a lock of her chocolate locks. "Let's see-- what's behind... door number... Two!" She strode over and gently pushed the door open, revealing the master bath. A grin spread across her lips as she surveyed the stand alone, four claw, tub and the live green garden that sprawled over the walls and around the far side of the room.

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She had just finished running the bath water and was just about to dip her toe in when her phone started violently vibrating on the night stand. With a look of annoyance, Harper pranced back into the bedroom and scooped up the device as she quickly made her way back, and into, the bubble bath. The Madam could clearly be read across the screen. "Hey, sunshine! Goodness, look, whoever this man is feel free to book me with him anytime. Who is he, by the way? Excuse me? What do you mean I'm not on call? What? Never came back? The bar? What? No. Of course not. Alright. Yeah, I'll call you when I'm on my way. Yes, ma'am. I know. Yes. But I--" The line was dead before she could finish her sentence. A sigh swelled and escaped her chest as she let the phone slide to the floor. So. She was in some random rich man's house. In his tub. Naked. The perks of being a prostitute, right?

Surely she should have been more worried, but honestly what could this man do to her that hadn't been done already? He didn't even appear to be in. With that in mind, Harper took her time enjoying her bubble bath and when she was through she helped herself to one of the soft white robes hanging on the wall. She was in the middle of crossing the room when a piece of paper laying on the bedside table caught her attention. I knew it, she thought to herself with a smile, hoping that her payment and a 'see you again soon' would be attached to the paper. Opening the folds, she began to read;

"To Whom It May Concern:

Do not be alarmed by the change of setting. You have been brought to the corporation and have been taken care of by my staff after you had a sudden fainting spell.

My name is Sylvester Cromwell, but I am most commonly referred to as The Benefactor. I am the proud owner of The Gift of Innocence Corporation, and I am pleased to inform you that you have been chosen to become a part of my Special Working Staff. As part of my special staff, you are given your own room and other basic living needs; however this only extends to you and no other family members. The room you are in now is the room you will reside in, and the number is in the bottom right corner of your envelope in case you forget. You will also be receiving “The Gift of Innocence” which is unique to each person that receives it.

You may be wondering what this “Gift of Innocence” is and why you have been selected. My company is not for the privileged but for the disadvantaged. I give second chances to those who have been through hard times, whatever the situation, and I give them a “Gift of Innocence” that will help them move on. It is a special ability that gives you what you have lost along with your innocence and your tool in your job. Although I can give you your innocence back, it is still your choice whether you choose to move on or not.

When you are ready, you may head out of your room and meet with either of my Recruiters Scarlet or Nicholas. I will be meeting with you and your co-workers individually in my office in room 656 on the 6th floor to discuss with you any questions you may have as well as give you your Gift of Innocence. While you wait, do get to know each other and engage in some friendly chatter, as you will be working closely with them for awhile. I look forward to working with you.

Sincerely:

The Benefactor of Innocence"


So it wasn't a dream. The man in the alleyway, and his proposal. She gently flipped the paper over to find her room number. Room Number 250. So, all of this was hers. A grin slowly spread onto her face. Hers. Not The Madam's-- but hers. She placed the letter back onto the bedside table and turned to the other two mystery doors. With a small bubble of growing excitement, Harper jogged over in her robe to the first set of double doors. Unable to control her curiosity any longer, she pushed them open and froze. Her heart nearly stopped in her chest. Before her, was a dream come true for any girl. Not only did she find all of her clothes, but a plethora of new articles had joined them. Straight ahead into the closet she walked, in a daze. She looked to her right, to the other wall and nearly fainted. Harper's bottom lip trembled slightly as she reached out in disbelief to touch a pair of black Prada heels. The room was breathtaking, and left her completely speechless.

There were so many beautiful clothes to choose from, Harper eventually settled with a simple and comfortable outfit. She paired a simple white tank top with a grey scarf and camisole, and finished the outfit with a pair of leggings and simple black flats. Once she was finished getting dressed, she let her hair down from the bun she had previously had it in, for bathing, and helped herself to the many hair and makeup supplies in her new vanity. After straightening her hair, and applying some very minimal amounts of makeup, she was ready to go explore the rest of her room. Back through the double doors of her walk in closet, she made her way to the final set of double doors. Upon opening them, she found herself in an elegant living room. Again, she was without words. Maybe the man... what was his name? Nick! Maybe he had murdered her in that ally, and this was what Heaven looked like?

Harper bust out laughing at the thought. Her. Get into heaven. It was laughable. Still smiling, she turned to the door across the room. "So many doors," she said with a smile. Grinning, she walked over to the knob and went to push it open- but the door did not move. After a few seconds of panicked jerking at the door, she finally pulled backwards and felt the door quickly give way, sending her stumbling. She had to laugh at herself then, for the wave of panic quickly subsided into feeling foolish. This place was perfect, there was no way that it could ever get better! With that thought in mind, she peeked outside of her door, and looked down what appeared to be a hallway. And just like that-- this perfect place lost it's glimmering shine. For as she was leaving her room, a person just seven doors down from her had come out as well, followed shortly by the person right beside her room. They were both male.

Instantly her mood was flattened. You have got to be kidding me... "Took you long enough..." A feminine voice caught her attention, sending her head turning in the opposite direction to notice two females standing at the other end of the hall. The one female appeared extremely bored and agitated, at least from her posture as Harper couldn't really see the details of her face from so far away. The second female appeared to be having some sort of mental break down, but Harper couldn't be bothered with listening to anything she was whining about. Her voice was almost obnoxious, even from where she was, but she instantly scolded herself. That was not a good way to make friends. This was not her workplace. The beautiful women down there were not her competitors, and the men to her other side were not clients. Biting her lip, Harper dipped back into the room, looking for a key or something for the door. Sure enough, she found one. After a quick dart back into her closet, she grabbed a black clutch to throw her key and cellphone in, and then returned to the hallway. "Also, I really need to get home, there's something I really need... to do." the second girl was saying as Harper closed her door.

Then she just stood there, awkwardly, unsure if she should join the two females; having never seen either of them. With a nervous tug at her clothes, Harper glanced to the two boys and flashed them a smile. "You get abducted too," she asked, her tone playful and light, though there was a bit of nervous laughter at the end. Why did she feel so exposed and vulnerable? The majority of her body was screaming to retreat into her closet and never come out, but the tiny side of her that was reason forced her to stay. "I'm Harper," she added, nervously pulling her hair to the left side of her neck. "What's your name?" Without waiting for an answer, she waved for them to follow her, if they wanted, and headed to meet the two females at the end of the hall. When she came to a stop, she glanced from one to the other and then flashed another smile. Smiling always made her feel better, even if she was faking it. "I'm Harper," she announced, giving a shy wave to the two females. "Did you get a letter, too?"



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Hailey grumbled, tossing and turning violently before abruptly sitting up and rubbing her eyes hard. She was tired and this much she knew, she groaned loudly then glanced around this bedroom that she was in and which seemed much more... feminine than her actual room which was weird. Did her adoptive parent's come in and re-do her room while she was asleep? She had slept through a lot of noise before, but surely she would know if her room had been changed or not. She suddenly realized that her head was throbbing as well as realizing her new surroundings. Odd, that much was true. "You don't even know where you are do you?" The unreal voice of Penelope was clear in Hailey's ear, only her ears, and no one else's. "No, but I am sure I will know soon." She told Penelope, though, she hadn't realized that she was pretty much just talking to herself. Hailey sighed softly, looking over at a night table where a clock was. Checking the time she noticed that she woke up earlier than she usually did. "Stupid time, who needs it anyways?" she grumbled a little angrily only to be responded with complete silence. "Oh I see you’re going to give me the silent treatment now? Fine, be that way then." She mumbled then slowly slid out of her bed. This room was amazing, and warm at that which was good in her book. Could she be at a friend's house? Maybe a mental institute? Probably not because she didn't have many friends and well mental institutes weren't ever this nice.

After finally getting herself out of bed she went over to a pair of doors which after being pushed open she noticed that it led to a bathroom. An amazed looked came to her face, finally a bathroom where she had actually had room to move around in. She went over to the bath tub where she began to run the water, pushing her hand under the cold water she smiled softly. Stopping the water she hesitated before leaving the bathroom and going back to her bed. She noticed a letter sitting there on the opposite night stand where her clock had been placed. Curiosity got the better of her and she hurried over to the letter, lifting it to her eyes and reading its contents. Slowly her body shifted so that while she read the letter she could sit down on her bed while taking in all of this information. So that's why her head was throbbing and why she woke up in a mysterious place. "See now you know why your here. That's a good thing right?" She heard Penelope's voice in her ears again which Hailey proceeded to scratch. "Yeah I guess you could say that, and I suppose it is a good thing. Hey wait I thought you were ignoring me!" Of course and once again she was left with no answer from Penelope whom of which had randomly disappeared into nothingness.

Hailey glared in the spot where Penelope had once been standing before standing, set down the letter, and walking back to the bathroom where she quickly took a nice warm bath. Once she was finished with her bath she threw on a pair of clothes and messed with her hair which was into a mess of tangles. She made a soft hissing noise as she ran her fingers through her hair to comb out a few of the knots before she tossed it into a messy bun. "Always a messy bun, you never really take the time to make yourself look nice." Penelope commented which started to make Hailey frustrated with the imagination that her mind was making. "Are you serious Penelope?! If you’re just going to ignore me after I talk to you then just stay away for a while, okay?!" She snapped a little bitterly at the corner of the room, and once again Penelope was gone which left Hailey feeling upset that she had may have hurt her friend's feeling. Friend... she began to wonder if she would see her best friend again. Maybe her best friend was here with her or maybe not but she really hoped she was.

Finally she grabbed the piece of paper with her room number then stuffed it into her pocket. Her hesitation was obvious as she grabbed the door handle and turned to so that she could exit the room. Peeking outside the door she glanced down both hallways were she saw a few people standing. Her feet felt like bricks that she was dragging across the floor, and she wasn't sure why she was so hesitant on meeting these people. Usually she was always trying to talk to people, but she guessed that because she woke up in a mysterious place that she had a pretty good reason why she was nervous. Upon approaching the other females she stopped a few feet away from them. This was just in time to hear one girl introduce herself and give the rest a little wave which made Hailey raise her hand and wave back at her. Harper she had heard her introduce her name. Her name was better than hers by a long shot due to the fact that most names were more creative than Hailey. Oh well, "I'm Hailey," She told Harper and the rest of them softly.






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Zeus kept his eyes shut tightly, wrapping his arms tightly around his body and pulling the unbelievably soft sheets over his body more. He wondered why the sheets were so soft and why he felt oddly safe. This wasn't home, it couldn't be because he never felt safe at home where his mother was. His body trembled slightly as he slowly opened a single eye, clutching his head gently with his hands as he noticed his head aching. He shook his head, mumbling softly under his breath about something. He glanced around the room noticing that he wasn't in his usual bedroom which was much smaller than this one and that he was somewhere else, though, the question was where else could he be? He hasn't ever recalled being somewhere this nice without his mother and her older friends. He bit his lip, looking more around the room. He noticed two different double doors and a single door that he assumed led to the outside into something that he didn't know about. Sluggishly he moved in just enough time to get a glimpse of some kind of paper on the night stand on the opposite side of the night stand with a clock and his phone on it. Raising an eyebrow he reached over and grabbed the letter which he opened. He hesitated on reading it because he started to stretch both his legs and arms before bringing the letter close to his face so he could start to read the letter that was on the night stand.

Almost everything had been explained in the letter which made his life a whole lot easier, though, he did have a few questions that he wanted to know about and that he would ask later about if he remembered to ask someone about the questions floating around in his head. He let out a long breath as he slowly slid from his bed, placing the paper with his room number down next to his clock before he began to investigate his room a little more thoroughly so that he knew his surroundings a little better. Stopping just before he went outside of his room due to the fact that he hadn't taken a shower and he was in his Pj's still. He didn't know what to do any more, and when he started to look through his drawers to see clothing in it he became confused about how long he may have been asleep. He wasn't just opening random drawers to see if he actually had clothes, but he was also looking to see if he could find any more letters about what to do and why he was here. He wasn't that messed up... right? Little did he actually know that deeply he felt completely lost and unsure of what his purpose was in life.

After searching his room for quite a while he finally slipped into the tub where he took a quick bath... Ha a quick bath. He never really took quick baths any more after what his mother would constantly do to him. Taking a long bath he quickly slipped into his clothes and adjusted his hair so that it suited him and he made sure it was perfect. Of course he was a little perfectionist when it came to his hair and appearance due to the fact that his hair and appearance was the one thing that he actually didn't want people to think badly of. Double checking himself he set down a comb on his sink, leaning on it with his hands placed on the sides of the sink before sighing softly. He felt a wave of relief rush over him as he inwardly thanked who ever this Benefactor was since he had saved him from wanting to do something terrible to himself because of his mom. He rubbed his arms, staring at the reflection of himself in the mirror above the sink for a while until he finally decided that he couldn't just stand there forever. He was sure he had to get out and look around. He needed to see where he might be standing for a little while, or for a long time. He wasn't quite sure how long this was supposed to last so he couldn't just assume anything just yet.

Finally he hurried from his restroom, snagging the piece of paper- which had his room number on it- and his phone which was resting next to the piece of paper and the clock on the night stand. This was going to be of massive use to him just in case he forgot which room he was in. He didn't want to seem like that single person who had no idea which room he was in. Shoving the piece of paper into his pocket he went towards the door where he slowly pushed it open and dragged his feet numbly against the ground while walking from his room. Part of him wish he would have slept in longer and would have spent more time getting ready since it seemed that a few people were discussing to each other about stuff that he wasn't sure about. Noticing the females made him nervous and he just shook his head in an attempt to not act like a complete freak. Closing the door behind him he walked away from his door and up and down the hallway before stopping and leaning against the wall directly in front of his room while he wait for some kind of instruction on what he was supposed to do right about now.

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Makoto was wide awake and he was extremely giddy. Despite the strangeness of waking up in an unfamiliar setting, Mack found himself lounging about and happily getting to know his surroundings. He walked around the small apartment as music blasted in his ears from his headphones. He danced around his new bedroom, mentally thanking The Benefactor for giving him this luxury. He was beginning to feel free already. He had already read the letter, had his freak out, and now he was indulging in the perks. He hummed along with the music as he moon-walked into the living room, spinning in place and shaking his head to the rhythm. It felt so good to know that he didn't have to be afraid anymore, no more commands, not more torment...no begs for mercy. He stopped his dancing as flashes of the terrible night rushed through his mind.

"Skin him or I'll skin you, boy," his father spat at him as he held the gun against Mack's head. Makoto's tears mingled with the sweat the dribbled from his forehead. His eyes locked with the frightened brown ones of his victim. "Do it!" Jun pressed the barrel against Makoto's temple, his patience warring thin. "Please...don't make me, dad...I can't." Mack closed his eyes, choking on his cries. The blood on his fingers were making him want to gag, but he held back the bile that threatened to break free. His father said nothing as he clicked the chamber. His tone was even and clear as he slowly counted back from ten.

Makoto flashed back to the present just as the song ended. He pulled the earbuds from his ears and placed his iPod into his pocket. He shivered before tearing his thoughts off of his father. Technically, he was dead, so he no longer needed to worry...he was free now...at least that's what he told himself. Absentmindedly, Makoto roamed the room, enjoying the fact that he had something that actually belonged to him. Mack took a deep breath, clearing his mind of all things negative. He should be happy, not dwelling on the past. He made his way to the exit. Opening the door, he looked to his left, spotting a woman coming out at the exact time he was. She looked like a model and he had to remind himself that it was rude to stare. He offered the girl a friendly smile and a small wave as more people entered the hallway. It seemed that she wasn't too pleased with his attention, so he said nothing to her and kept his head down. He didn't want conflict. Shyly, he approached the growing group of people and watched them interact.

First step to rebuilding his life was to make friends...Here goes nothing... he thought before opening his mouth to speak. He was reassured when a small girl introduced herself as Hailey. He placed a grin on his face, "I'm Makoto, but you can all call me Mack or Maki. It's nice to meet you." He released the breath that he been holding and mentally patted himself on the back. Good job, Maki. Smooth.

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Fiona let out a small groan as she felt the pounding in her head. Since when had she had a pounding in her head? Her insomnia was never this awful. It was always just a constant tick, tick, ticking and as much as it drove the Brit insane it was never this painful. She put her hand through her golden locks before opening her eyes to see that she wasn't in her room anymore, she wasn't even in her house anymore. If she was, she would have be in her bed with her eyes wide open from a night of maybe thirty minutes of sleep. Hearing the tip toeing of her older siblings as they try not make too much of a ruckus that their parents wake up to see their children sneaking out to do only God knows what. As she tried to process her thoughts and rethink about what had happen last night, she looked up at the lights above her as if she was trying to count how many times they seemed to sparkle. “What did I do last night?” It wasn't a possibility that she had gotten drunk. She was only nineteen after all and she didn't drink like others her age. After a moment, she decided that she could at least look around the room for some sort of clues about where she was at least. She pushed herself out of the plush bed and slipped her feet out of the covers, letting the cool air brush they in an instance. When picked herself up, she felt a sting of pain in her stomach remembering to newly healing scar she had left on her stomach a few nights prior. She pushed the pain away and looked around the room. When she looked at the vanity there was a letter unopened, as if it was for her. Even if it wasn't she was curious and decided to open it. As she read over it she scoffed more and more at the idea that the dream she thought she had last night wasn't a dream. She sat down from becoming overwhelmed. The one part she kept reading was:

I give them a “Gift of Innocence” that will help them move on. It is a special ability that gives you what you have lost along with your innocence and your tool in your job. Although I can give you your innocence back, it is still your choice whether you choose to move on or not.

She shook her head and let out another scoff before putting the letter down. She wasn't sure if it was true or if this was some guy's idea of kidnapping. But, if it said she could somehow earn her innocence back then she was all for it. How that was possible... She wasn't sure. But, she was determined to find out. But, first things first. She wasn't about to go out "exploring" in her nightgown. That was out of the question but it didn't seem as if she would find any clothes that would be hers. But looking in the walk in closet wouldn't hurt any, now would it? Opening the door to the walk in closet, she smiled looking at all the different colors and patterns. Not to mention how large it was, it made her one at home seem like a simple sliding closet. After moments of looking over the options she decided on a dress with tan colored flats paired with her glasses of course. She walked out of the closet and walked to the door next to it that she assumed was a bathroom which it was. She grabbed the ponytail holder from her wrist and put her curly mane up in a bun to keep it from getting wet. Not long after she was relaxing in the bath for a good five minutes before getting out and putting on her clothes.

Looking at herself in the full length mirror, she tilted herself a bit unimpressed at the reflection but didn't waste much time exiting the room, she didn't spend time to look in her living room only because she wanted to find out what was going on. Closing the door behind her, she looked at all the doors of the different rooms. “At least I know I'm not alone.” She said softly to herself as she walked towards the soft voices she heard. Before she knew it there were more people than she thought. One who had just introduced himself as Makoto as she walked up to the group. She cleared her throat and looked towards the people before speaking. “I'm Fiona.” She told them as she looked them over, trying to see if any of them were either wearing leather or anything else obviously made of animals. But stopped as soon as realized it looked like she was judging them.

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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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A man suddenly opened a door near him and Alton turned his head. He obviously knew what was happening, very confident and forward. He didn’t miss beat as he approached Alton 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!” There was an awkward pause between them as, despite Nick saying he had places to be, he didn’t move leaving Alton to stare at him, waiting for something else to happen.

“Um-” The man started, but was cut off as Nick started speaking again. The man seemed finished for real this time as he began to quickly walk towards the direction the women were in. Alton found he didn’t need a response to the last statement and he began to follow Nick, it wasn’t long before they reached the small group that was forming. Two girls were talking to each other, a peppy blond, and a unsettling brunette. They seemed tolerable… enough. Alton, however, was much more interested in the red head Nick had a brief exchange with. The dark haired boy realized he missed his chance to ask Nick about what they had drugged him with, and she may have had the answers.

"I am not giving any explanations until everyone is here." He suppressed a groan of disapproval. The lack of pain he was feeling was starting to make him panicky, and he moved his right down to start scratching at his forearm. Usually the feeling of itching left him feeling satisfied, at least for a short while, but instead all he could feel was the pressure of his fingers. He tried scratching harder, attempting to feel anything, but he pulled away his fingers to a sticky mess. He had scratched his arm open, again, but it hadn’t even been worth it this time because he didn’t get to feel it.

He bent his elbow back to look at it, he had done a decent number on his arm, but the lack of feeling anything other than the pressure was concerning. He looked towards the direction where Scarlet had disappeared, he wondered if she would be irritated. Judging by her less then friendly first impression he guessed she would, not that he even cared. Right now he’d be happy with a few Hello Kitty Band-Aids if nothing else.

He looked at his scratch wound, then his red fingers and sighed. “Well it’s not that serious.” He muttered before looking around, some of these people might have been put off by him appearance, so he shoved down his rolled sleeve and wiped his fingers on the back of his jeans. It left him to go find something to lean against. No need to go anemic in front of a bunch of strangers and pass out.

He wandered towards an empty space that none of the small groups that had formed were currently occupying, and he tapped the wall with his finger before leaning against it. He glanced over the growing group of people. They seemed like a diverse bunch, and he eyed several profiles that would be interesting to sketch, he found himself wishing he had a sketch book on him now. But, he didn’t dwell on it as he closed his eyes and dipped his head back to rest against the wall. Surely he would get his explanation soon enough.

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A lot was going on, more people were flooding out of their rooms and approaching the group. She took note of people's name and managed to keep a shaky smile on her face. When one girl ran of she pushed her hands over her ears, hating the fact that someone could be so upset at this place. This place wasn't that bad... right? "Chill out Hailey it's just some emotional girl." She heard Penelope's words in her ears even if they were covered. She inhaled deeply, closing her eyes momentarily. "Hailey move your hands from your ears. You look like a freak when you do that." Penelope was being harsh to Hailey and it made Hailey tremble a little with anger. "Move your hands Hailey!" Penelope spat at her and Hailey let out a long breath. "Shut up, shut up, shut up." Hailey whispered to herself, closing her eyes even tighter than before. Hailey sighed softly, sliding her hands off her ears and glancing around at the group. She hadn't even noticed one male running off after the girl who was crying. What she did notice was that Makoto had left the group and was walking towards another male. She rose an eyebrow, wrapping her arms around her and dropping her gaze momentarily to the floor.

She didn't know what to do right now so when the Absent Minded part of her kicked in she hadn't realized why she was just staring at a wall. Lifting her head she looked over at Makoto once again, sighing softly as she turned away from him and looked at Fiona. She smile brightly at her, hoping she hadn't noticed the episode that she had there momentarily. "It's nice to meet you Fiona." She told the girl kindly then sighed softly. She looked around, suddenly wanting to take a walk. "I'm going to go looking around, so I'll see you later." She told Fiona, and started to walk away. She tightened her arms around herself as she walked away from Fiona, Makoto, and everyone else. She half debated whether or not she should just go back to her room so that she can relax just a little.
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While walking she rubbed her arms, sniffling a little as she walked. Now it was completely setting in what was going on. Upon rounding the corner she shook her head of any bad thoughts. "You know you really should turn around and get to know some of these people." Penelope reappeared once again. Hailey groaned angrily and turned her head to look at the imaginary Penelope walking beside her. "You can't keep doing this Penelope. I want to seem normal okay? You've got to quit butting into my life. Aradia knows that I talk to you some times, but I don't want people to think I'm a freak when I talk to you then flip out." She whispered, and her response from Penelope was a roll of her eyes. "I'm just saying." Penelope grumbled in the girl's ears. "Well I'm just saying that you need to butt out. If I go talk to someone will you stay out of my business for even just a little while?" She asked in a hushed tone and smiled a little when Penelope nodded then vanished.

She inhaled deeply then turned around and hurried back to the group of people, hesitating as she neared them she noticed one girl who really popped out at her. Aradia! Hailey skidded to a stop and gasped before smiling happily. "Hailey! What are you doing here?" She faintly heard Aradia say to her. "Do you know what's going on?" Aradia addressed Hailey. At this moment Hailey was overwhelmed with happiness. She couldn't believe that her best friend was here with her. "Aradia! I'm so glad your here. I really have no idea what is going other than we were allowed a second chance or something." Hailey told her best friend honestly. She shrugged then thought for a moment, "Wait didn't you see the letter in your room? It should have been some where near your bed or something. I mean it was for me." She said then noticed that Aradia had her Cello with her. Cool! She had been glad that Aradia had her Cello with her because she knew Aradia was really good at playing it and Hailey loved listening to her play it.







Zeus sighed, standing there and kicking at the ground because honestly there was really nothing better to do. He had no reason to go see how the girl was that ran off and he had no reason to really talk to someone when it seemed that mostly just females were out and considering he isn't too much of a fan of females he knew it was just a good idea if he just stayed put where he was. He only glanced up momentarily when a male walked in from the stairwell and a male passed by him to greet the other male. Of course the male who appeared from the stairwell obviously had some kind of chip on his shoulder. He knew this because as soon as the male who actually had a smile on his face greet the other male he instantly responded to his hi with: "And I don't like you. Fuck off." Damn, that was actually pretty rude. He thought then shook his head. "Well wasn't that rude." He commented with a small sneer. "Obviously someone has a chip on their shoulder that they should lose." He mumbled to himself as he looked down at the ground once again. Never once did he take kindly to people being mean to other people. Especially if they didn't deserve it, for some reason his protective side of him ends up coming out for some weird reason. Finally he decided not to do or say anything more. It wasn't his place and he preferred just to stand here until they got further instructions on what they were going to do.

((OOC: Sorry my male is so short I just didn't know what to do with him right now.))

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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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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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Hailey was having a mixture of confusion and sadness, she had thought that she had said something to kind to her friend whom of which only responded to her with bitterness. "What a pretty fantasy," Her best friend had responded to her with this. Hailey flinched, frowning deeply as she wanted to apologize to her friend for maybe even saying anything bad to her, but for some reason now the one person she adores is ignoring her. This was the time that people started to get ready and everyone began moving away into groups of boys and girls. Before she knew it they were standing before the one who would give them a second chance. What ever the second chance may be. The entire way Aradia had ignored her which only irritated the girl. She began to scratch at her arms, not on purpose but because she had nothing else to do.

Upon arriving to the Benefactor's room she stood before him, moving uncomfortably around in her spot. Her arms moving harshly up and down her arms as she constantly glanced over at each person that he was speaking to. She had even managed to ignore the comment from Jasper who seemed pretty angry about being here. She stared at the ground, only feeling sadness because of her friend ignoring her. One thing most people didn't notice was that Hailey was listening and taking in this information about most people in this group. It wasn't until he moved on to her, Aradia, and another girl named Grey did she actually look up at the Benefactor with very sad eyes. “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." He informed her what her power was and why she got the power she did. She did not understand it at all and she didn't understand why The Benefactor said that Aradia was being a jealous poisonous friend because to Hailey she was perfect. Of course she just nodded and listened as he moved on to the other few people who were left to be informed what their gift was going to be.

After everyone had their gift he soon asked if anyone had any questions and Hailey's head snapped up, hoping she could at least get one question in, but of course someone else did before her. A male's voice broke through, saying that he was done, and asking when he could get the hell out of this place. Obviously he had a chip on his shoulder that she had no interest in getting into, so she just left it be until Aradia had left with out her. Unusual for the pair to be so far apart when they both seemed to find some kind of comfort between each other. Her gaze stayed locked on Aradia as her feet seemed to be frozen to the ground, unable to move to follow close behind her. Maybe she just wanted space, maybe she wanted to be alone, or maybe she was angry with Hailey. It was unknown, and Hailey wasn't up to finding out

At once she looked at the Benefactor, tearing up just a bit. "I...I...Never mind. Excuse me, I need to... I gotta... I need to collect.. collect.. collect my thoughts." She breathed just before dragging herself out of the room. She whimpered softly to herself, leaving the crowd of people behind as she rushed down the hall and away from the people. She plopped down at the end of the hallway, just near the stairwell where she pulled her knees against her chest and trembled. "Penelope," She cried softly, reaching out for her imaginary friend and grabbing nothing. "Please Penelope," Placing her hands over her ears she pressed them over each ear in an attempt to block any kind of noise from people. Several emotions flooded her already very active mind which practically sent her into over drive. Confusion. Anger, and even sadness. She breathed heavily and even sniffled a few times as she tried to hold back the tears that were supposed to arrive this morning when she had woken up in a mysterious place. Now all of a sudden all the emotions were rising up, and she didn't know what to do.

Unlike others who may be worried about what their friends may think or what about their jobs she was thinking about her family whom of which must be worried sick. Right? Oh gosh, she didn't know what to do any more. She's so confused and you can tell by the way tears are slowly trickling out of her eyes. "Penelope!" She cried as she moved her hands from her ears and balled them up into fists which she used to smash against the ground after crying for her imaginary friend. Smashing her fists against the ground again she looked around, practically begging to see Penelope or even Aradia if she can. "Geez, love what is your problem?" She heard Penelope's voice which some what relaxed her. "I just need to talk to you. I think Aradia is mad at me." She answered Penelope. After that they had a small conversation which was basically a conversation with herself up until Penelope's voice just disappeared and Hailey was once again left to think about things. She wrapped her arms around her legs, and just cried softly as she tried to let all of her emotions go right about now.



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Zeus was leaning on the wall, separating himself from everyone else up until the time that a girl had retrieved him to lead him to who was now known as The Benefactor, the one who had practically kidnapped him. He felt his hands tremble slightly as he bit the inside of his cheek and just stared at his feet as he followed quite a few feet behind her up until they got to where The Benefactor's room was. Not much later did they enter he room and pretty much make half of a circle around the older male who soon enough began talking. He explained why they were here first before moving on to talk to people specifically. Sylvester, also known as The Benefactor went through talking to everyone and giving them this thing called a gift which he still didn't fully understand. Basically he looked at everyone, listening to what The Benefactor had to say due to the fact that he needed to get to know everyone better then he actually knew them.

It wasn't until The Benefactor got to him when his eyes widened slightly. Oh no, please don't. He thought, knowing that chances were that the older male was going to tell pretty much everyone what happened to him. His breathing got only slightly heavy as the male began to explain not only his gift but why he had gotten that certain gift. [color=]“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."[/color] All Zeus could really do is nod once. You could tell by the way that his eyes water up ever so lightly that it really not only embarrassed him but upset him to have people know a secret about him. "Okay, thank you." He whispered as memories of his sexual abuse came rushing back to him.

Now his secret was out and obviously it frustrated him. He tuned out the older male finally as he pressed the palms of his hands against his eyes, rubbing them hard. It hurt a little, but he could care less right now. He dug his nails gently into the palm of his hand as he slowly moved them away from his eyes. Blinking a couple of times he held back the angry groan that threatened to escape him. The memories still haunt him and he could hear the awful laughter of the women who rapped him along with the laughter of his mother as she inhaled her smoke deeply before puffing it into his teary eyed face. She didn't care, no one did. His sister never knew what had happened to him, and he hoped they would never have to go through what he did. The laughter echoed in his eyes as his eyes would say momentarily locked on the ground before he would look at the other people then once again down at the ground. It was all he could do right now because he wasn't just going to randomly leave.

Once The Benefactor asked if there was any questions a male busted out with some kind of remark that he couldn't quite catch. Quirking an eyebrow at the male who soon enough stormed out in an angry rush he finally looked at The Benefactor whom he assumed would do something. For once Zeus shook his head, suddenly angry with the male. Once people began to leave and excuse himself he did the same exact thing, fleeing from the area in an attempt to avoid the sympathy that people just might give him. He really did hate when people would do that poor little sympathy thing to him. Finally he hurried away from the group, fleeing to an area that wasn't already occupied by someone. Leaning against the wall he ran a hand through his hair, looking down at the ground as he kind of just stood there by himself. Right now he didn't want to interact with anyone all he wanted to do was to just be left alone for a little while so that maybe he could push away the horrid memories.

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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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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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An unsure Zeus walked around after talking with the Benefactor and leaving without a single word. He kind of just wandered around the boy's floor. Only once did he enter his room to give it a good thorough look around to see if it would suit him. Even though it wasn't like he had high expectations or expected to get some kind of really nice place. His room consisted of a small kitchen with a microwave, a coffee pot, a sink, and other necessities. It wasn't a huge kitchen, more of a kitchen that was for like a hotel room or a very small apartment which was kind of what his room was like, a small apartment. It was nice, he had this lush bed in the middle of the room with blue and purple coverings for his bed. His two favorite colors. One night table on each side of his bed which both held cool looking lamps. Connecting to his bedroom/kitchen was his bathroom which had this huge tub. As well in the bathroom was a shower, a medium sized walk in closet, a closed off toilet, and a single sink. It was a nice place compared to where he was once living with his... mother. Anything was better than there to be completely honest. That was pretty much the reason he had ran off was to find a better place than where he was living with his mother and her awful friends. The sudden image of his mother made him shiver with fear, and he ended up creeping out of his bedroom.

His arms wrapped around him as if he were cold, but it was only for "security". Momentarily did he glance around, and even at some point and time did he momentarily doze off. He continued to walk casually, looking around at his new environment where he would be staying. Taking stairwell after stairwell, hall after hall did he finally decide to look at the one hall that he preferred not to go down. The female's hall, but at some point and time he would have to talk to a woman again. He would have to get over his traumatizing fear. Ever so slowly did he walk into the hallway, glancing up and down, and even looking at a couple numbers on the door as if that would help him at all in doing what ever it was that he had been planning on doing. The psychologist traveled down the hallway, looking around at a couple pictures on the wall even though the walls were pretty blank except for the wallpaper that stuck to it, and the occasional paintings he would see as he continued his path down the length of the long hallway which kept every female's rooms.

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ImageMissing the sweet taste of the deep red liquid made gee lust for the taste. Going back to her fridge she popped open a new bottle. The cringing of woe deteriorated to nothing but a slithering recoil as her drink swam down her throat. Happy recollections and bubbly thoughts made the girl hope from a slight outburst. Letting the glass make its trancing all-around fullness to the clear blue surface. With a bottom lip being strangled by white rounded pearls contributed a small single flow of a silver taste to flow lightly across her tongue. The taste made her haze loosely as she watched over her guested that appeared uncomfortable the way she would without the untitled drink.

"Excuse me for a second, please?" Not regarding what he said she sprung from where she had been and found her way from the maze which was her new home. When in the hall she leaned against her door and slid to the floor. Her knees bent up to her chest from instinct; she was in a ball of solitude. Grey was in a happy cloud, so abnormal that this all was in a dream state to her, but of course she would try her best to adapt. When drifting back to a fullness she let her hair down from the messiness of the bun and let her eyes adjust to the darkness of the hall. Why isn't it lit up like before? The question was simple and she decided not to press on it with.

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A faint noise, a creeping step, captivated her attention on the spot as someone entered the once sleeping hallway. The psychologist. The once half awake lights grew strong and brilliant from his presence. She said no words to him, maybe because to her he was nameless and only carried a title similar to hers, could it be that she had no need to talk to anyone else than the person she was already trying to keep interest in, or maybe she felt a heat of intimidation crashed over her like a storm of waves. What was she to do in a room with a man with the job she longed for? With he having so did that mean he was smarted than her? Jealousy may have been one emotion, but another note was clear: she wasn't the best with people. Her pretending could only travel a distance before one could realize she didn't care at all. Maybe this caused her to not get the role she deemed worthy.

ImageSheepishly smiling to the stranger she watched as he walked, uneasy and almost looked scared. "I've been studying psychology for years, so if you ever need help I'm your gal." Giving him a look over he looked about her age, a nice looking young man, not that it even mattered to Grey. He seemed nervous, which did intrigue Grey to the fullest. Thinking about her new abilities this would be a good time to try it, but wouldn't that be rude to do use it without permission? She wasn't sure how to though, was it just doing it or using a new given muscle in the brain? These were questions she'd have to ask Mr. Benefactor later, somewhat important for her new job.

"Did you have any prior knowledge of your new profession before coming here? I mean the brain and the way people function isn't something you can just learn over night." Using her hands as she spoke she ended with the thickness of her Greek accent sneaking through from her new found interest. Here she was sparking new conversation ablaze to a new person starting a fire, but this time it was different. "Like, Dissociative Identity Disorder is the correct term for having split personalities, and that they're still studies on it because it still isn't completely known. Did you know that most patients that have it were abused as kids or had some traumatic trauma in their life? Do you even know how to console such people with an array of disorders?" Her voice climaxed with each passing word; she couldn't help but love an intellectual conversation. If he didn't understand the job she word harass him until he did, there was just no way she'd let him disgrace what a good psychologist would do. Setting her hands to her sides she pushes herself off the ground with a jump. Her hair flew up then landed in her face, and with this she shuck her head like a dog letting it fall to its place on her shoulders. Walking to him she couldn't hold back her grin of excite; another person she hoped would be as intelligent as her to speak to.

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Zeus jumped at the sound of a voice, a female voice the only. He let out a soft breath before turning towards the direction of the voice this was also when he noticed a girl that he hadn't seen before well at least other than when they had been in the group meeting and had to stand in that circle. It took him a couple moments before remembering what she did. "Did you have any prior knowledge of your new profession before coming here? I mean the brain and the way people function isn't something you can just learn overnight." The girl commented which made Zeus roll his eyes at her just before crossing his toned arms across his chest protectively. "Right I'll keep that in mind if I need help with my job." He stopped for a couple seconds, collecting his thoughts, and attempting to slow down his racing heart. "To be honest, I have no experience with being a Psychologist, but I have had experience with listening to people. It can't be too hard from what I have heard all it sounds like is just listening to people and helping them through the pains in their life. I have to listen, and to be honest I am pretty damn good at listening to people." He replied and slowly leaned against the wall. He thought for a moment, so this Death/Suicide Counselor is trying to tell him how to do his job? "If you’re the girl to go to if I need help with my job then why aren't you a Psychologist here? I mean you must not be that good at it if that wasn't, right?" He asked the question out loud that had been pestering him for after she had said something to him. He could feel his hands getting sweaty, was that rude? Had he just hurt her feelings? He hadn't thought about it, but it was the truth. That was what was on his mind, and by accident it kind of just slipped out… Oh dear he really hoped she wouldn't cry because then he really would feel bad about what he said.

"Like, Dissociative Identity Disorder is the correct term for having split personalities, and that they're still studies on it because it still isn't completely known. Did you know that most patients that have it were abused as kids or had some traumatic trauma in their life? Do you even know how to console such people with an array of disorders?" Zeus began to rub his sweaty hands together as he thought of what to say to that. "No of course not, I used to work at a Pizza Hut. If anyone had split personalities it was that woman who would come in every day, and would tell me how nice I was just before screaming at how terrible the service was." He told her simply, closing his eyes momentarily as a thought had popped into his head. "Have you ever worked with a Dissociative Identity Disorder?" Questioned Zeus. His memory of all that technical jibber-jabber was amazing that he could even remember that. "I doubt it because I don't think you are that far into your career." He retorted.

"Want to know my experience? My experience is taking care of a poor little mentally disabled girl on the weekends when I visit my cousins. She is just the sweetest little thing, and guess what I have worked around that. People aren't too nice to her about it, and I talk to her about it. I comfort her because that is what cousins do. Family does that for each other. When my mother is having men problems I talk to her about it no matter how much I hate her guts." He hissed, suddenly frustrated with this girl. "Paranoia, my boss obviously has it. He wants us to lock the freezer and all the cabinets before we even lock up the store for the day. Why? I have no idea, maybe because she is afraid that someone might steal frozen pizzas if they were to break in." Letting out a long breath he rubbed his eyes out of frustration. "Look I'm really sorry for my tone or if I’m being mean, but you’re questioning me things that I don’t really have the answer to. Questions about my job that I just got today pretty much. Plus I just walked up here, and you didn’t even learn my name. ” He told her with a small smile that cracked and showed up after a little while.

”Anyways, I may not be perfect with other's and not know all these weird fancy terms, but I'm open to listening to people. I am here to take away a painful memory from other's and make them feel better by discussing with them what is bothering them the most. I can at least try, and before then I don't want some woman to try to help me out with a job that I don't even know if I need help with it or not yet." He mumbled in a slightly apologetic tone. Now the guilt was taking over, maybe he was being harsh on the girl, but he wasn't sure yet. Surly he would find out soon, and he wasn't sure if he was ready to make any rivals yet. Especially with the females, the same gender that haunts him every day from his horrific experiences.

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Image"Anyways, I may not be perfect with other's and not know all these weird fancy terms, but I'm open to listening to people. I am here to take away a painful memory from other's and make them feel better by discussing with them what is bothering them the most. I can at least try, and before then I don't want some woman to try to help me out with a job that I don't even know if I need help with it or not yet." Sliding up the wall she arose to her feet with a huge ear to ear grin that uncontrollably stained her face like she had found something she'd been looking for. He might not have taken as many classes or spent years learning the subject like her, but at least he cared about helping others, that was the point of the job.

Walking over to him she held out her hand. "I'm Grey, Suicide/Death Consoler. I wish I was the Psychologist, badly," letting out a soft smile she finally looked him in the eyes like she hadn't to most of the others she'd spoken, "but I know I don't fully deserve it. I know most about it, and yes I have had the change to work along side Dissociative Identity Disordered patients before, and honestly it was the highlight of all my schooling." Dropping her hand she took a few steps back to look at him. "For a pizza boy you care more than I think I ever had. My listening skills need work, so do my caring, and interest skills, so I guess I see why you deserve it more than I." She was confused with her new found glee about this boy. He just stood up for what he wanted so well without being rude in any way, he just cared about the things he said and fought for it. "I hope you don't need my help, but if you ever do just ask."

ImageThe wave of jealousy that had almost drained her had completely washed away and the sun had dried her off, but for some reason the brightness she had grown faded and her gaze dropped to the floor. Flicking back to his eyes she opened her mouth to say something, but stopped herself before she did. Should I even ask? Fiddling with her thumbs she began to ask in a small voice, "You can take away painful memories, do you think you could take mine?" It was in all ways was absolutely a dumb idea to ask so, especially letting one know she had a bad memory that was horrible enough that she wanted to rid. She could still remember her husband hanging by the thick brown rope, the aghast shock that it had brought her way, the loneliness that followed.

A tear ran down her left cheek, another tear in front of another stranger. She attended to laugh it all off as she rubbed her cheek, "Um, Alton and I are having coffee inside, you're welcome to join us." Turning her back to him was the only move she made as more silent tears swam down her face. She had never cried in front of so many people in her life, something she didn't enjoy and would probably never grow a liking to. She felt weaker than usual; the wine knockoff had worn off and her past was saddening her, she felt greatly stressed.

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Zeus nibbled on his bottom lip, listening to everything she had to say. Grey... what an interesting thing to name a girl, though, he kind of liked the name. She was studying to be a psychologist and she couldn't even take that part which was weird. With his experience he had expected that maybe he should have been somewhere else, but nope he ended up taking her place. Did she feel bad? Maybe she needed to recheck her major because right now he was both confused and happy at the same time. Was that even possible? He wasn't sure, but the confusion and happiness was soon replaced when Grey had asked a question about his job. "You can take away painful memories, do you think you could take mine?" He nibbled on his bottom lip suddenly remembering what the Benefactor had said to him. "However, in exchange you must peer into the memories of his patients and erase a happy and equivalent memory." Seeing the tears made his heart ache for this... girl. Simply a girl, not a woman just yet. Right? It didn't matter right now considering she was... crying? Yes she was crying, but what about? "Hey, hey, don't cry." He told her gently, surprised at how kind he sounded. "Look if you want me to help you I will, but not without your permission. Plus If I were to take a painful memory away I would have to take an equivalent memory away from you." He told her softly before uncrossing his arms and reaching a hand out to gently touch her shoulder.

Clearing his throat he continued to nibble on his bottom lip. "Um, Alton and I are having coffee inside, you're welcome to join us." Taking his hand away he waved it in the air in a dismissive way. This might be a great opportunity to try and help people. To work his job out. "Do you want to talk about something? You know get something off your chest? I don't have to use my new given power we can just talk. I'm sure um... Alton would understand." He shifted uneasily onto each of his feet every minute or so. You could tell that he might be nervous. Zeus hesitated, thinking momentarily about what to do. He couldn't just stand here could he? Could he really just let things go unresolved and not help her? That wasn't his job, he could at least try, and if she thought she needed to get something off her shoulders then he was here to do his job. He didn't really plan on sticking around, but if that is what it took to make her feel better than that is what he would do. It was his job, and to be honest he was kind of eager to start his new job. It couldn't be that hard could it? He highly doubt it, but was ready for anything. It kind of felt like his legs would collapse beneath him, though, he hadn't planned on moving until he had got a solid answer. Not just a, "I should be fine." or a, "Don't worry about it." This is all because from experiences with his sister's he knows that those sentences pretty much meant that she wasn't going to be fine and that she is hesitant on telling him anything.

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Image"Do you want to talk about something? You know get something off your chest? I don't have to use my new given power we can just talk. I'm sure um... Alton would understand." She could have laughed at the thought of sharing with him, this still unnamed man. And then it was like she ran face first into a brick wall. For years she'd been seeing a psychologist, well more of sitting in a room silently staring at the ground, for a few years about her paranoia, depression, and schizophrenia. The psychologist was still nameless to her, Grey was pretty sure she was a woman but never had time to really pay attention. This fact was so unwanted she could scream, she couldn't change what she just realized though. She couldn't just go sit down for a few hours then walk out of the office that she dreaded so much, oh no, not this time. The man behind her was now her new silent sitting buddy she'd probably go to three times a week, and she couldn't forget that one small detail.... they lived in the same building.

With a slight pivot of her body her right shoulder was now to him, her head followed the straight point with a lazy roll, staring at him with a strange tension growing of confusion, why was there so much confusion? "I'm not one to open up, but before I was brought I took.... consoling...." Talking about this was odd, standing here was odd, but the distance uncaring look that she had was not. She was normal Grey. Like her name she was just dull and bland from time to time for a big sum of it. Avoiding the world was a favorite of hers, something she needed to work on.

ImageLetting her body completely face him she took a moment and just stood there blankly without a care in the world, but then the care returned and she rooms step towards him once again. Her bipolar tendencies was another issue, small but there, it wasn't a big concern at this time for her. Her problems were her problems, she never disguised them, they still lingered anyways. Small pebbles of hope filled her imaginary river that if she never shared how she felt that it'd all just go away, each time she didn't share she'd gain a pebble and every time she did she'd get water; the river was completely dry and was stoned over. "I care a lot about my problems, I never share, never," that one word could not be stressed any rougher from the fragile girl. She hated how everything in her life had been screwed up and that what had happened would get her locked up probably for life. "I care a lot about my problems, more than I should, like everyone else in this messed up world. I cry, stress over, break down because of it... I don't share it with anyone though. That's why I'm pleased with the new job I was given. I can help the people like me... Maybe if I begin to trust you more I'll open up, but until then I'll still need you to prescribe me medication that I'll need...."

Telling that much was more than usual, but today was full of newness. It kind of felt good though and she would think about the memory removal, she knew what the price would be though, her wedding day. The memory would be hard to part with, still most likely worth it. "And my memory"pause"I would really like it gone." Loving the day she was married was the best thing in her life besides the day she meet George, forgetting his death was worth losing it, at least to her. She could forget the beautiful white dress, the big smile, the kiss that slide the deal, all could just leave her mind of she could forget finding him dead. Filling a new burst of emotions overwhelm her she leaned forward, accidentally laying her head to his shoulder but was to stricken to move from the place. "Sorry." Saying so softly she tried her best to quiet the random gasps of air she needed. "I just wish I could forget everything that's happened lately... everything."

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Zeus looked her over as soon as her body turned towards his. "I'm not one to open up, but before I was brought I took.... consoling...." She had said right after rolling her eyes at him. It wasn't like he had been trying to be rude or anything. He understood, unlike him she actually went to talk to someone about whatever it was that was bothering her. Nibbling on his lip he listened to everything she had to say. How she mentioned that she always care too much although she never ever shared. Fabulous,He thought after hearing about that. He assumed that most likely she was going to be difficult and maybe even hard to work with. To get her to open up to him would as well be pretty difficult. At least this was his opinion do to the fact that she had mentioned how she really never shared anything with anyone. When she did mention how if she got to know him better than maybe she would open up to him. Well... that was a little more reassuring. "And my memory," She momentarily paused, "I would really like it gone." Nodding he hesitated, thinking, and trying to remember if he could actually do this or not. If he actually even knew how to use this newly found power. He was gently balling his hand in and out of a fist as he watched her, thinking for a little while as he decided if it would be a good idea or not to take the memories away from her. Could he really be responsible for taking a terrible memory away? Yes it was for the better, but could he really deal with being the cause of taking one of her best memories away? That was the question he kept replaying in his head.

ImageHe wasn't sure if he was prepared to do this for her. He knew she wanted it, but was she really ready to get rid of one of her greatest memories? When closing his eyes for just a split second as he was about to peer into her memories he felt her lay her head on his shoulder. His eyes shot open, his hands got sweaty, and his muscles tensed. Her head was on his shoulder? Why? He wasn't sure he could handle this. He didn't like her head there. He wanted to push her away and tell her no that he didn't want to be close to her. That he was terrified of being this close to her. Females... one of his biggest fears and he was talking to one. Not so hard right? He was facing his fears even just by talking to her, but her laying her head on his shoulder. No, just no. He chewed on his bottom lip, nervously. Letting out a long soft breath he didn't say anything and just let her lay her head on his shoulder. Okay Zeus, just relax, relax just let her keep her head there if she wants to. Oh god don't freak out. He thought before swallowing hard. "Don't worry about it. Your fine," He told her gently. In a slightly awkward way he put a hand on her back and rubbing circles on her back for a little while before moving his hand back to his side, unsure of what to do. "I bet you do, but I can't do that. That would be too difficult and probably not good for you." He pointed out and began to inwardly debate if now was a good time to take those memories away or not.


He hesitated, finally coming to the conclusion that he should just make double sure that this is what she wants because he is sure that she won't ever be able to get the memories back as much as she may want them back. The effects of this were unknown to him and he would have to continue to test out his powers no matter how bad or good it made him feel that he was helping/ possibly hurting others emotionally. A random idea popped into his head as he remembered how he forgot to mention his name to Grey. "I forgot to mention that my name is Zeus." He mentioned softly to her. Such a strong name. A name of a god, a very strong, powerful god at that. In fiction stories you hear all these amazing things about a male god name Zeus, but here the actual human Zeus is seen as this fragile man. Not a god, not powerful and strong just... a man. A wimpy man who could barely stand up to a woman. Sighing softly at the thought he went back to paying more attention to Grey instead of everything else that was rushing through his head. "Now are you sure you wants these memories gone? You do know once they are gone you can never get them back, right?" He asked her, preparing himself to peer into her memories and take the memories of her happiest and her saddest moments. Raising any eyebrow he cleared his throat and swallowed a couple times as he tried to get rid of how dry his throat was because of the fact that she had laid her head on his shoulder. He waited for her response, and hope she wouldn't get mad for him just making sure that this was what she wanted. It was a pretty big deal and if this wasn't what she really wanted then he wouldn't do it until she was positive.

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ImageShe was slightly shaking, medication time. Knowing so she processed the thought to back away, but before she could a hand was rubbing against her back. Froze. When his touch she was stricken with the thought that someone might care for her problems, Impossible. No one had showed Grey they truly had any emotion towards her in the largest; this was no different. From each of the rounds his hand made she could feel the hesitation from him, the cringe that he didn't want to do it. Drop. His hand was away allowing her to stretch back up with a light pop of her back. Stiffness radiated from him, "You don't seem very comfortable touching people." Commenting calmly she pursed her lips together as she saw his jaw moving figuring it was now his time to speak. "I bet you do, but I can't do that. That would be too difficult and probably not good for you." She assumed so, the idea of erasing a two memories for the price of one seemed complicated.

Feeling not content with her way of living made her nod, a nod to seal the deal that she never wishes to reopen. Knowing she'd never come across that painful day was news to her, so good it almost felt like a lie. "If you were to erase the memory then what? Wouldn't I still remember the pain that followed the memory? There would be a giant hole from happiness to depression, what would I think then?" Maybe it was to good to be true, at least her therapist had said so once before. That memories haunt and stay around forever and always, even when suppressed they manage to linger and show themselves in some form of way. "Won't I remember my engagement? And then suddenly, poof! No more husband, no marriage, just sadness. Wouldn't I just fell in the pieces and in the end make myself remember again?" Her wedding was worth forgetting if she also forgot the death, but there were still to many 'what if' questions she had.

Biting her lower lip she started nibbling and then bleeding lightly, a taste of silver rushed her mouth. She was now done crying, the water drops were gone along with the puffy sign of weakness. "I'll take the chance." Holding her head up high she smiled, relief flushed her face hoping that the idea would work and she would no longer feel so grey. "I'm completely and utterly done with all of the emotional roll coasters I've been having for a while... not that you care though."

"I forgot to mention that my name is Zeus."Taking a step back she looked over him again like she had done before. His name suited his appearance she thought, a name of power, but all names had a sense of power. Knowing someone's name was almost like having a piece of them, Grey had told hers too to many people today, but they most likely would have found it out sooner or later. She wouldn't have minded to give her name to this man freely at least, he was turning out to be a big help. Smiling at him she held out her hand to him like she'd done to a few others. "It's lovely to meet you, Zeus, now please just take away my memories." Her mind had been locked, she was ready to forget the dead hanging body she had discovered, so very ready.

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"You don't seem very comfortable touching people." Grey had pointed out to Zeus. Like he didn't know. He had his reasons and if she knew the stress he has been through throughout the years then she would understand, but she didn't. "I have my reasons," He mumbled in response to what she had to say. "If you were to erase the memory then what? Wouldn't I still remember the pain that followed the memory? There would be a giant hole from happiness to depression, what would I think then?" Highly unlikely, from what he understood once the memory was gone so was every trace. It was a memory and if it wasn't there then what do you have to be depressed, angered, or even happy. "Won't I remember my engagement? And then suddenly, poof! No more husband, no marriage, just sadness. Wouldn't I just fell in the pieces and in the end make myself remember again?" She had made a good point, but he had his point. If you remove a terrible memory then wouldn't it be easier just to move on. It would be a confusing thing, but with time he was sure she could just move on and forget. With this would come his help of course. He would talk her through this, discuss her engagement if he had to and even discussing anything with her. That was the job of the therapist he had to talk to her about things with people. He had to make them feel good about themselves, and to help them heal.

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Noticing her bleeding lip as she nibbled on it he assumed that she was nervous perhaps having second thoughts. When she finally told him that she was going to take the chance he nodded in agreement. He wanted to just stall time, and to keep himself from having to see these memories. Would he cry? Would he feel angry for her? Maybe even a little too close to her for seeing such memories, for knowing these facts about her? Possibly even feeling regretful for taking such memories away from her. Didn't she need them? Wasn't it something that she needed to heal? It shouldn't matter he repeated over and over to himself. It was his job to help people heal. To help people move on so that is what he was going to do. He was going to help her move on. When she didn't change her mind about taking them memories away and even trying to push him to take them from her he finally decided to do it. All he had to do was to just get it over with.

Zeus thought for a second, deciding on first how he was supposed to do this and if he had to recite any passage or anything. Once he had remembered exactly what he was supposed to do he smiled at her gently. A kind smile at that right before gently putting a slightly hesitant and nervous hand on Grey's arm. It took him a moment to get used to the fact that he had a power, but before he knew it he was peering into her memories. He peered further, and tried to avoid a couple memories that popped out at him. It took him a moment though he quickly discovered which memories that he was supposed to take from her. He hesitated only a split second before using his powers to remove the horrible and gruesome memory of her husband's death. Once again he peered into her memories, finally taking her happiest memory away from her. He couldn't help but to feel a pang of sadness within him when he took her happiest memory away from her. Finally after taking the two memories away from her he pulled his hand back, blinking a couple times before looking her over. Snapping his fingers in front of her face he began to nibble gently on his bottom lip. "Grey," He paused and thought of what to say. "Are you okay? How do you feel?" He questioned her because now he was hoping he did this right. Little did he know that it worked, that she would be fine all because he hadn't taken to many memories away from her. He just was trying to get use to this so he let her stand there for a moment, and waited to hear what she had to say. "Would you like to talk about anything?" He asked gently and actually for once played the therapist role. It was his job, and he wasn't going to let some simple power and the removal of those two memories from her get in his way.

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ImageBeing touched again released a small tremble and great intake of air from the shut eyed Grey. She didn't want to forget her wedding, not really, but she knew soon if would be gone, all of that happy moment along with the worst.

She could feel the fear hit her when she just discovered him, the way she rushed to cut him down, his dead body hit the floor without him flenching from pain or anything. She had fallen to her knees and sobbed knowing he was dead. And then it seemed like the memory was playing backwards. She was standing up, walking back up the stairs to the living with a small amount of confusion, then there was nothing to remember at all from that. The pain had been lifted, but she couldn't remember what pain, what had happened? There was a gap, was it small or big? It didn't matter though. Grey felt like she had been dunked under water and once raising there was something missing, but at least she had sweet fresh air to breath.

Next was the unraveling of her wedding day. In her heels she had been at the alter with a vail drapes lightly over her face making everything a white haze, but still her husband was seen brightly and handsomely in front of her with a large smile, perfectly. The preacher behind them spoke words that her husband was instructed to say, with each passing word years of joy dripped from her porcelain face. "Now..." The man was now speaking to her, his words were faded from her as she said what she felt deep down in her heart towards the man she had loved for so long. And then a kiss. A party. A honeymoon. Then nothing. Nothing. What had she been thinking of? What had been crossing her mind for the last few minutes, what was it again?

Image"Grey?" Hearing her name she allowed her eyes to creep open. The light that rushed towards her irises made her feel lightheaded and stumble, grabbed the thing nearest to her to cling to, Zeus. "Sorry..." Squinting her eyes from the turning of the room she tried to reset herself up right. When standing away from him she wobbled a few times before being enough stable to let her clenching fist leave him. When she finally was ready she let her hands run through her hair to get it from her hair. "Are you okay? How do you feel?" Bewildered was written all over her face. What was suppose to be wrong with her? "I feel perfectly fine..." Glancing around the room she felt lost, this wasn't her home, her job, right? "Would you like to talk about anything?" "Is there something I should be talking about?" Even though she was confused she smiled and giggled at him, there wasn't wrong with her. She was happy and felt amazing, absolutely great, but hungry. "Um, is there anything you'd like to talk about though? I'm pretty hungry and you can come with me." Without waiting for an answer she snatched his hand, "You will, won't you?" With a bright face it was obvious something had changed dramatically about the young woman. She carried a soft glow with her nearly discovered genuine smile and the lights that blossomed in her eyes. It was like nothing bad had ever happened.

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Zeus, after taking her memories away and she kind of leaned over onto him helped Grey stay on her feet instead of allowing her to collapse to the ground. He held her up until she regained her footing, and smiled gently at her. After asking her is she felt alright and a couple questions he was happy to hear her answer. She didn't remember what had happened to her husband, and her wedding. Great, he was happy to hear that he had helped her out and was satisfied to notice that she seemed to be much... happier than before her memories were taken away. "Um, is there anything you'd like to talk about though? I'm pretty hungry and you can come with me." Without waiting for an answer she had snatched his hand, "You will, won't you?" Zeus hesitated, unsure of how to answer. No, he didn't really want to go get something to eat with her for reasons he wasn't sure about himself. Running a slightly nervous hand through his hair he sighed softly to himself before nodding to her. He made sure not to make it obvious that he wasn't exactly sure if he wanted to go with her to get something to eat. A soft smile continued to be plastered on his face, skillfully did he hide his uncertainty.

Standing here was getting them no where so he finally in haled and exhaled softly before gently holding her hand and squeezing it gently before releasing it and dropping his hands to his sides. "Shall we?" He questioned her with a slight quirk of his eyebrow. He thought momentarily, was it time for dinner, or were they even all supposed to go together to the lunch room? These were questions that ran through his head, but he guessed that they could just go as they pleased when they were hungry. He hadn't recalled any sense that they couldn't eat when they felt necessary instead of having to wait until lunch/ dinner was called or served. Plus even if they weren't able to eat a full lunch a small snack before lunch or dinner is even served. He rubbed his hands together, looking at her with a smile before he began to walk down the girl's hallway towards the stairs. Stupid Elevator, he thought on his way to the stairs. With Grey following close to him he began to mentally debate conversation starters.

"What do you think of this place so far? He asked softly as he lead the way, hoping he was going the right way even if he wasn't positive. "I mean this is all a crazy concept, but I think it's pretty cool. Anyways, a random conversation starter, but what do you think of your new job here. Do you like it, or is there possibly something else that you had in mind?" What is this? 20 questions, idiot. He thought inwardly, but quickly pushed the thought. She wouldn't mind a couple questions, right? Plus they were just conversation starters. Something to get them talking instead of just walking around while trying to find this cafeteria, and admiring the um... walls, paintings, windows, and possibly the outside if they really tried to look outside. Shrugging he turned most of his attention towards Grey, awaiting her response to his many questions, though, he did make sure to look for her and where he was walking every now and then so that he didn't accidentally run into a wall or possibly even miss a step.