[center][color=goldenrod][h2]Subject 313 - Darlene[/h2][/color][/center]
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[i][color=lightblue]"Hi everyone. I'm Sony. Nice to meet you all."[/color][/i]

Darlene hadn't noticed the last girl in their group till now and what piqued her interest was her reaction to simply talking. A reaction which proved what Darlene had been thinking for a while now although it was still too early to end the discussion in her head. 

[i][color=goldenrod]This is getting more confusing by the minute.[/color][/i] she thought as she ran her fingers through her hair for the third time in a row. They were so soft she could do that for days and she quite liked their color too, black as a raven. She paused for a moment and thought of the reactions those girls had as they discovered themselves since she could easily have them if not for the control she apparently had over her instincts. To be honest, she would do anything for a mirror in order to see herself, to see what Darlene looked like in their eyes but she couldn't relax in a place like this.

And then she saw the rest of their group, the boys. She stared for a few moments, trying to find a reason why they were separated but she couldn't. They had rougher features than those of the girls and looked stronger too, well, except for the hyperactive amazon who apparently wasn't a brute but quite nice after all. Same with the one who seemed to have a problem with loud noises and wasn't just mean.

[i][color=goldenrod]I really shouldn't jump to conclusions like that. We're in the same boat after all.[/color][/i] she thought, mentally scolding herself.

Darlene silently followed her group despite the fact that she hadn't really made her presence known. She wasn't sure that she liked being a wallflower but it would have to do until she was more certain of her surroundings. She stayed close to the girls in her group although wary of the amazon's hair, with a trail of thoughts forming conclusions, in her mind.

[i][color=goldenrod]There are those with the collars and those without them and she already said that we have certain ''traits''. And she obviously meant us since she did those fancy tricks with her blood after that guy without a collar agreed to remove hers. Plus, this place with all the scientists and guards, screams that we are not like them and they, without a doubt, aren't like us.[/color][/i]

She froze in place, eyes wide, with her every cell filling with an emotion she hadn't experienced so far. Shock.

[color=goldenrod]"We are prisoners."[/color] she whispered, feeling her stomach turn as she knew how precious the word ''freedom'' was in her head.

[i][color=goldenrod]We are stuck here and we are not the first ones. [/color][/i]

She immediately hid her face in her palms, hoping no one had noticed her sudden shift in behavior. A moment later, she looked straight ahead, at her group, both boys and girls. Her face void of emotions except for a slight smirk.

[i][color=goldenrod]Could turn out interesting, this place.[/color][/i]