Seth glanced around the area, watching everyone. He noticed the guards taking collars out from the box. He glared at them, easily guessing what they were for. He took a deep breath and stepped forward, waiting for his turn on the line. But his eyes were kept on the devices being inspected, and waited. His hand lingered up at his neck as he got more nervous. It looked like the place is going to treat them like...animals. He held a stare on one of the guards, and focused. He imagined his own voice in the man's mind, and he thought of an order. [i]Leave.[/i] Seth thought he was doing it right, after all he had been doing it for years. But the guard seemed unaffected and nothing changed. Seth's mouth gaped open a little in dismay. Then he went back to thinking, and turned away immediately, in case anyone realizes what he was trying.