While the scientist's words were sinking in, Ezekiel took the opportunity to look around the gym. It was less crowded than the lounge where they met Vlad, but that might be because of the presence of security - there were only two guards in the gym, the rest within earshot.

The "Team" would consist of himself, the shadow girl, the fire girl, the card girl, the strange blood dude, the yelling french guy, and another girl he thought looked familiar from the lounge but did not speak up. That strange empty-eyed soldier might also have a part in this, but he also could've been a guard with powers (Were those really powers? Or did he simply like being on fire?). He had no idea who these people were and how to work with them. And he also had no idea what was expected of him, and already there was promise of punishment. How was this fair?

He made a mental effort to shake off the feeling of school. He was in prison. This was survival. The doc did not owe him anything - and if he had any alternative to sitting on a bench for 15 years, Ezekiel will grab it with both hands.

But first thing's first. He raised a hand. [color=a0a0a0]"Is it a competition?"[/color]