Sol yawned as he sat in the dining hall. He was the oldest at the table he was sitting at, and had just finished getting food for everyone he was sitting with. For the time he tapped his fingers as he sat, eating some eggs with toast. He'd been at the organization's headquarters for only a few days, and didn't really know what they did or why he was there, but they'd promised to care for his family, so he'd reluctantly accepted their offer to take him in.

As he continued to drum his fingers on the table, a soft splat was heard, and two children began arguing. He quickly walked over to them and tried to figure out the situation. Neither of the two were from his family, and from the looks of things, neither of them spoke English, nor any shared language. He knelt down and quieted both, flawlessly speaking their native tongues. By the time he'd finished talking, both the children had calmed. There had been an accident, the older child bumped into the younger and knocked over his plate by mistake. He'd tried to apologize, but a combination of a gruff voice from some rough history or another, and the unfamiliar language he used, meant the younger child could only see him as threatening.

Sol sorted it all out, and then went back to his plate. He took some of the egg and toast he had left, then gave it to the younger child whose food had spilled, then smiled. "There you go, you don't need to go hungry," he told the child before returning to his seat and yawning as he drummed his fingers on the table once more, blissfully unaware of the mission he'd been assigned.

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A room filled with toys. In the center of the room, a girl sat smiling and laughing. It could be said she was well behaved, but that was only because she'd not exactly been given much opportunity to act up. She touched a cloth doll on the ground. As she removed her hand, the doll sprang to its feet. She did the same to a teddy bear, and the process repeated. The girl giggled as she sat back. She goaded them on without a word, and the two toys started mercilessly fighting, attempting to tear each other to shreds. All the while, the girl sat back in the corner, laughing her head off.

It was around the time that the doll had ripped the teddy bear's arm off that a knocking came on the door. The girl looked up with a yawn and a smile as the door opened and a young man wearing padded clothing and a helmet entered. The girl huffed. Everyone who came in the room was dressed like that. She couldn't touch them and her friends couldn't tear them apart either.

Not that she wouldn't try. Several other toys had already been moving about, minding their own business, and they all, including the two that had bean tearing into each other, turned on the new entrant to the room. The man had not taken two steps in, when he was suddenly swarmed by toys who tried to viciously attack him. Mind, they weren't able to do much so long as he wore the padded suit. He gulped as he approached the girl. She made him uncomfortable. She made EVERYONE uncomfortable. They knew what she was capable of, that's why they always wore these suits. Still, he couldn't believe they were letting her actually leave the premises. It was too dangerous.

Perhaps that's why he was in there. He was holding a small pair of white gloves and polished gold plated steel bracelets. "Come on, hold still," he said to the girl.

"Why don't you take off those dumb clothes so we can play?" The girl asked. Her voice sent chills down the man's spine, and he wasn't about to take off his protective clothing, especially not around her, nor while her toys were attacking him.

"Just hold still," he repeated as he moved in quickly. He just wanted this over with. He overpowered the girl, forcing her into the gloves and then latching the bracelets around their wrists. Were it not for the toys, he'd have now been able to safely remove the padded clothes, knowing the girl's abilities were neutralized. He led her out of the room, where another awaited, and took off the helmet. "She's all yours," he said, tossing a teddy bear that was missing an arm off of him and back into the room and shutting the door. "I need a break."

The other man nodded, then led the girl along to the mess hall. "Del Hale!" He called out in a stern voice. "Please present yourself."