[color=Turquoise][center][h2] Ambrose[/h2][/center][/color]


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Ambrose appreciated Go’s reassurance. He walked across the room, and down a set of stairs that was brightly lit by florescent lighting. At the end of the stairs was a sliding metal door that opened as he approached. Must be some sort of sensor, he thought to himself. The room he was in was quite sleek looking. The walls all around him were a bleached looking concrete, and the room looked a bit like something out of a sci fi movie, a huge blue dome adorning the ceiling and glass paneling for viewers surrounding the room. Talk about feeling like a test subject.

Ambrose walked to the center as he saw the rest of the subjects walk in to the observation area. Saw the Doctor take his seat at a control desk. [color=Turquoise] “What’s my mission?” [/color] Ambrose asked noticing the acoustics in the place, his voice rang back at him. Looking at the room there wasn’t much to judge off of. At the moment there was nothing going on. It just looked like a concrete bunker to Ambrose.

He waited for Rohrbach’s reply. He closed his eyes and let two hardwood batons form in his hands, he could feel the wood weave itself together like a puzzle that had been undone for years waiting for its owner to return and put all back in its place.

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