[color=fff79a][b]Hazel Baker[/b][/color][hr]

Bullets flew around her, one whizzing by at a distance that can only be described as 'uncomfortably close', yet she neither flinched nor attempted to dodge. Any brief flashes of worry or fear was quickly swallowed up by the haze in her mind.

The names the man called out, that commander called out, meant nothing to her, as did the numbers after it. Hazel understood what they were, but not who they were or where the rooms was. The soldier that acted out of line, that student that slipped her cuffs, and the several dead bodies. It was all very different to what she was used to. Usually she'd be given more information on what she was supposed to be doing, and none of the guards she had ever seen before had lost their heads that easily.

One of the guards lead them away, towards their new rooms. Lawrence, obviously, was the one who had been here for a while, and Emma was that girl with the rather soft features. Hazel barely knew of anything about this place, but she did know her abilities, and the general way these people worked. Most probably the ones roomed with her were also those who had the same destructive abilities, and they were put together so they were easier to monitor. However, the building and room they were lead to poked holes in her reasoning, for they seemed rather insecure. Even with the collar suppressing her ability, she was sure she could rip apart the entire building in mere minutes. Not that she would try of course, for she knew better than to invite them to punish her again.

[color=00ffbb]"So yeah, name's Lawrence. Sorry that your powers manifested, but now you're here and we'll be living together. I don't really know what your powers are but please if you're going to blow the place up make sure to do it when I'm out, or at least when I'm awake. My own alarm is bad enough."[/color]

There was a pause before she responded to Lawrence's request with a simple nod. Having just arrived at what was supposed to be their room, she had no idea if it was something he said seriously, or in jest. She did not hear the rest of what he said however, for suddenly a furry creature appeared in front of them. Almost immediately her right arm turned transparent, her body tensing slightly at the sight of the dog. It left however, apparently annoyed by the lack of food on Lawrence. For an apartment room having a dog inside, it was surprisingly clean, devoid of any sort of clutter save for those books. It was a large room, containing three single beds, with the kitchen and a door leading to the bathroom on the other side. Certainly a far cry from what she was used to.

[color=00ffbb]"You guys have had a longer day than I have, you can have first dibs on the shower tonight if you want. Fridge is pretty empty, but there's a pot of coffee if that's your thing, but I figure you'll want to be heading to sleep instead of staying up. Your welcome was... well, about the same as mine, it's probably better if you try to relax and not think about it too much."[/color]

Again, she simply nodded. Hazel didn't feel like taking a bath or drinking coffee, certainly not at around 3 in the morning, and not when her usual schedule would have her sleeping by now. Without a word more, she took the nearest bed, making sure the dog wasn't there somehow before falling asleep on it.