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Katelyn folded her hands in her lap as she stared listlessly at the hard wall of her cell. A heavy sigh escaped her lips. She found herself doing this a lot, simply staring into a corner of the dull room. She used to be extremely rowdy, always trying to jaunt out of her cell or wreak havoc on anyone who passed her cramped cell. Over time she was conditioned to the point of being mostly passive. She found herself extremely bored quite often. Because of her constant defiance, she never seemed to get privileges like some of those around her, which left her constantly looking to relieve her boredom. So, her normal day proceeded, Katelyn’s imagination running wild while she ignored the world around her, at least until she hear a tap upon her wall.

Katelyn’s head turned slowly, a look of curiosity crossing her face. Perhaps ‘Doc’, as she called him, was showing her off to another weird scientist. It happened occasionally, and Katelyn tended to make a joke out of it. Threatening to kill the new researcher and scaring them with her abilities were some of her favorites. A devious smile parted her lips as she stood to listen in. For a moment, Katelyn heard Doc talking.

[b]“She can be somewhat childish, and has a stubborn streak to her. She has been somewhat less than cooperative with our researchers."[/b]

Katelyn smirked at this. She must have been right about it being researcher wanting to see Doc’s subjects. She proceeded to make a few model-esque poses, showing herself off as she was explained. As she finished her last pose, she pointed forth a single finger sending a jolt of Psionic energy towards the mirror. It left a small sizzling mark in the mirror where she had hoped the researcher had been standing. With that, she heard the Doc and his cohort quickly striding on to the next cell.

Her blank and listless expression returned soon after he left; Katelyn found herself leaning against one of the tough walls of the tiny cell she spent her life inside. She glanced around the blank room a bit, rubbing her head as she pondered her fate. Which is when the unexpected happened.
Katelyn’s eyes widened as the heavy steel door to her box shaped prison swung open, and with the sound she heard, it wasn’t just one of the cell doors. An inquiring expression came across her as she stepped away from the wall she was leaning on and peered out the door.

She barely even remembered what the outside of her box looked like with how little she was brought out. A glint of hope came over her as she had faint thoughts of freedom, despite the impossibility that is was. She stepped outside with a smirk across her face as she peered up in the direction of the little lasers that started to swarm around her. With a quick wink to the positioned snipers, Katelyn peered around, her gaze only met with that of the other inmates. She soon peered at the girl which the Doc had just called one of the other inmate’s supervisor. Katelyn cast a cautious yet curious look to Miss Elizabeth Dalton, though remaining silent and unmoving as she watched.