Box 09 w/ 726

[h2]Francois Jeannotte[/h2]
If the teal-haired boy before him said anything, Francois didn't hear it. Now, there were multiple reasons for that particular truth. The first would be the ethereal, otherworldly light source from the top of the hall that drowned the area in an azure flash of cubes. The second was that aforementioned light clamboring up from his arm to surround the entirety of his physique. And finally, the third would be a rather tight, compressed, or otherwise grabby sort of uncomfortable feeling along the posterior end of the aforementioned physique. But fortunately they hadn't managed to nick his wallet. Haha! Eat your heart out, pickpocket.

The light consumed Francois as he puffed his chest out, completely confident that the gropist had not gotten what they had come for. 

>>[Division Gamma]
[color=#728C00]Report.[/color]

>>[Division Alpha]
[color=#728C00]Some of the machines are not taking recent events too well. The majority are acceptable, however.[/color]

>>[Division Beta]
[color=#728C00]Slight reduction in efficiency, but all is well.[/color]

>>[Division Alpha]
[color=#728C00]So. Anyone want to take a guess at exactly what just happened?[/color]

"Hnng..." Francois groaned, shielding his eyes from the second blast of light today. His head certainly hurt, but not to the same degree as the other individuals.  The Frenchman looked around the area, to see nothing but a very bright white. White, and a odd amalmagation of various types of body parts in a whole that was coherently humanoid. He looked down at the sheet of paper still held in his hand: 09.

What? Didn't he have 23?

>>[Division Alpha]
[color=#728C00]HA. HA. HA.[/color]

Nevertheless, why were they here? What was the objective of trapping two students in a white box with each other?