[B]Sylvia[/b]

Sylvia shook her head to Takeshi's inquiry. "I haven't the faintest idea what's going to happen, frankly I'm having a bit of trouble forming coherent thoughts right now." She turned, facing an elevated disk in the centre of the room where the speaker would undoubtedly appear. 

[b]Gavin[/b]

Upon awakening, Gavin realized where he was. "The hell..." he said quietly to himself as he rolled out of the couch. He called out. "Sylvia!" No answer. Gavin stood up and took a stretch, groaning as he did so. Whilst yawning, he noted a most unpleasant taste in his mouth. Looking down he saw his hand, riddled in smudged ink. [i]Whoops[/i]. It read, [centre][quote=Sylverblu]Top floor. Fio'Rana. Get there as soon as you can.
You better not have done anything stupid while I was out last night.
I will mess you up.
Seriously. I will stab you.
In the eyes.

xoxo, Sylvia[/quote][/centre]

Gavin felt his eyes cautiously, and finding no fault in them followed Sylvia's instructions and headed to the top floor of the facility, finding himself content in the back of a gathered crowd.

[b]Fio'Rana[/b]

Seeing that her esteemed guests had arrived, Fio'Rana decided to make her presence known. She stepped from behind a dividing wall wearing an elegant - if not excessive - white gown. "Welcome, Retributes! It is my greatest pleasure to be hosting you all for the time being, and I do sincerely hope that you enjoy your stay with us." Her eyes seemed to be flicking over each member of the audience as she spoke, instilling a friendly sense about her as she analyzed the face of all. "Ignori district. The prideful. The skilled. One can only be as successful as their sense of purpose, and to have purpose you must acknowledge your skill. We, here in Ignori, recognize this. So again, welcome! I see no sense in dilly-dallying, and so as head of this district it is [i]my[/i] purpose to make sure that you have a safe, enjoyable, and..." Fio'Rana paused for a moment, "[i]productive[/i] stay upon our vessel. As such, tests have been devised for you in order to analyze your mutative capabilities. Do not fret, should you ever find yourself faced with an obstacle too great simply say the word and you will be removed from the program. Of course... this means that you will have to join the other mutants aboard this vessel as laborers, and I believe that you all are meant for something greater. After all, you chose Ignori as your home!" Fio'Rana began to pace about her platform as she spoke. "Now, about the tests. Some of them are also an examination of your combative ability, so do please prepare yourself for this. I hear that many of you have experience in this field, living the lives of swordsmen," Fio'Rana's eyes darted over to Takeshi for a moment. "...martial artists," her eyes focused briefly on a member of the crowd dressed all in beige with deep, focused brown eyes. "...I've heard that we even have some refugees from the law here." Fio'Rana's eyes came to rest on Sylvia for a moment as she stopped pacing, before picking back up again and glancing around the crowd. "And so, once again, I do have faith that you will all succeed here. Now please, follow the instructors to your testing facilities, and remember, you are being watched. I expect to be impressed!" Fio'Rana stepped off of the platform and disappeared behind the dividing wall once again as several Mak'ari and specially dressed humans began to direct the Retributes into a hall with several doors, each labeled with names.