[centre][color=6ecff6][h1]Arthur Ragnarson[/h1][/color]
[h3]Location: Cafeteria[/h3][/centre]

[i]This guy... he must be on the edge.[/i]

Arthur sympathised, seeing all the usually signs of anxiety.  The fidgeting, the excessive energy with nowhere to go, the irregular breathing and the eyes which could not seem to settle on anything.  If this continued then it wouldn't end well for his fellow inmate.  He let Uriel make his joke, thinking how best to approach this, after all he knew nothing about the boy but he had a sense that he was privileged, like himself.

[color=6ecff6]"Oh, I wouldn't put yourself down.  I'm sure you've got some kind of super power in you."[/color] He returned the joke.  He could feel a ringing forming in his head, the tell-tale sign of a serious headache.  It was odd, though, for him to have one so soon after another and the one from his drugging had only faded in the last few minutes.  This one was different, more acute and swelling at worrying rate.

Arthur winced and rubbed his forehead, a little treatment he usually found helped.  Maybe it was merely the action but it felt like doing something usual like that relaxed him and the pain numbed a little although not by much at all.  [color=#CB99C9]"A-Arthur?? A-Are you alright? You don't look well at all. D-Do you feel pain? A headache?"[/color] Allia was looking at in a concerned way, presumably she had seen him wincing.

[color=6ecff6]"Hm? Oh, yes I'm fine thank you.  Just a little headache, nothing serious.  It's probably from all the excitement here, I warrant."[/color] He smiled to reassure her; having two people on the edge of panic was not going to help his own mental state.

A loud ringing interrupted everything, wiping away Arthur's headache as if it had been distracted.  It sounded like it was sounding in the entire facility, the kind of ring that heralded a public service announcement at a station or special event.  Sure enough, as the last peals faded away, a voice sounded over an intercom.

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There was the sound of static followed by a hollow-sounding thump, someone had just switched on a microphone on the other end of the intercom system.  Then there was a brief cough, as if one were clearing their throat, a brief rustle, and then a female voice sounded.  Her sweet, lyrical accent, presumably Irish or Welsh, echoed around the facility and forced those there to stop their activities and conversations to listen.

"Hello all!  Now, I understand that you're all confused and scared especially due to the nature of your transportation to this safe facility.  We wanted to reassure you that our intentions are pure and we have nothing but your well being, and that of your friends and family, in our hearts and minds!  Still, I do apologise for the roughness with which we brought you here but explaining the situation may have made it more dangerous for you all."

There was a brief pause, a small intake of breath and then a loud buzz sounded from down one of the corridors, currently empty of people.  Then the voice continued.

"I've just unlocked the Auditorium room!  You'll find it opposite the previously locked door at the end of the main hallway!  Please make your way there so that we can properly explain why you've all been brought here.  We will meet you there once everyone has assembled."

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