[center][h1][color=a2d39c]Ronan Carlisle[/color][/h1][/center]	

	Behind the terrified expression and the obvious anxiety, Ronan's mind was going a million miles per second. [i][color=a2d39c]So. I am trapped indefinitely in an underground facility, with at least one known murderer, and I am expected to use my so-called 'powers'.[/color][/i] He thought. [i][color=a2d39c]Isn't that just peachy? I might as well just figure out how to use my....mutation well enough to commit suicide.[/color][/i] He began taking deep breaths, becoming more and more calm as he logically assessed the situation. For some reason, this didn't seem as bad as it could be. After all, Ronan's biggest issue with the current situation would have to be the forced social interaction. [i][color=a2d39c]Maybe I can just do what they tell me, and keep to myself, at least until I figure out how to get out of here.[/color][/i]

	[color=a2d39c]"Can I go to my room? I assume I have a room."[/color] Ronan said. He was resigned at this point, and, though still stressed and anxious, he would do what he could given the situation. That involved getting some time to calm down alone. [color=a2d39c]"It looks like I have no choice so I might as well cooperate. I've no desire for anymore forced traveling. I prefer to do that sort of thing at my leisure." [/color]With that, Ronan faced Magneto, despite his internal battle to have nothing to do with him, and held out his hand. [color=a2d39c]"Ronan Carlisle."[/color]