[center][h3][color=00aeef][i]Yuuna[/i][/color][/h3][/center]

That was an uncommon situation, never once before had Yuuna been treated like this, fear and awe she was used to, but not to being treated as if she was a piece of weaponry. Furthermore, she had been literally stripped of not only her belongings, as well as Grisha. In fact, not knowing what happened with her one and only friend worried Yuuna to no end, but there was no use in dwelling on it now, knowing this world like she did, Yuuna was well aware that Grisha might be long dead. It wouldn't be unexpected, after all death was the only thing Yuuna's presence brought unto others, sooner or later, Grisha would end up sharing such a fate as well.

Nevertheless, Yuuna decided to concentrate on her current predicament, she could not afford to lose focus, like always, that was the only thing she must do. "Yet, I wish I had some music to listen to, this silence is... unsettling." The Saint of Winter wsaid under her breath, silently cursing her fate in a rare display of annoyance. After all, wihout her music the only thing you usually had to listen was the death lullaby of the artic winds that follow her wherever she goes.

But not here, not on this moments, for now she wasn't alone.

Yuuna walked the same cold corridors besides a number of other girls, noticing their faces and their reactions, but never ever speaking to anyone, unless she was approached first. When they gathered in the auditorium, the other girls would notice that the temperature, no matter what it was, began to slowly drop, by fractions of a degree every minute or so. Yuuna found a place near the last roll or so and sat there to wait to see why she had been brought here by the Coalition's military.

Sure it could not be anything good, but what does Fate have in store for all these girls, or as the facility's personnel called them, Limiters?