[color=a2d39c][i]"Amazing, isn't it? How under control they are now... Under our, control...."[/i][/color]

The voice echoed quietly with a hint of reverberation, and it sounded so close to Lexie's ear that she could have sworn Mery was right beside her. Lexie curiously turned around to see where these words came from, but she was only greeted by the dust particles that reflected in the beams of light. To be truthful, she had a clearing around her of a few meters to the closest onlooker, and even then they were too distracted by the Prototype that stood up on the stage analysing itself. In other words this statement she heard came from the air more-so than the lips of her co-worker.

"Our Control?" Lexie quietly spoke out, unsure as to whether Mery was somehow listening or not. Carefully she stepped aside, moving along while pirouetting and analysing everything around her. To Lexie, this didn't feel right. Mery's voice was so close to her ear that it was so crystal clear. "What are you talking about? Why would the audience be under [i]our[/i]..."

Whilst moving along Lexie have moved back to where her and the stage hand were completing the touch ups to improve her presentation for the reveal. She could see a mirror positioned nearby that was used for people to check their appearance one last time before they ventured out on stage. She stood there and analysed herself within the reflection, bringing a hand up to her face and towards the corner of her eye. She noticed how dull they looked with their lack of colour before coming to a conclusion.

"You're not referring to the people are you?" She looked deeper into her eyes and saw them lightly flash a green hue while narrowing their gaze. "Which brings up even more questions..."

As she stared into the mirror she noticed her reflection shimmer ever so slightly.