[center][h2]Myriam Cassedy[/h2]
[h3]Location: Auditorium ~ Testing Room[/h3]
[b]Interactions:[/b] Only with her coach[/center][hr][hr]

Myriam watched with fear, confusion, curiosity and a slight anger as the others went willingly with their coaches. She wasn't angry about them going with these people, she would obey too! Esepcially after seeing that one girl being taken away after yelling something to the people in Russian. She was scared. But the arms around her waist made it slightly better. She held Mayuri in her arms as she young girl held onto her. She didn't want to let her go, she feared that she would break apart if she had no one to hold onto.

But the moment came soon in which she had to let the girl go. And surprisngly, Mayuri seemed to either recognise the woman that appreached her or see something in her that reminded her of something or someone. Her face looked as though she was seeing a ghost and for a moment Myriam wanted to pull her behind her and protect her with her whole body. But then Mayuri already stood up and let go of her waist, leaving Myriam to feel cold without the warmth of her arms and very scared, and went willingly and with an expecting look on her face with the stranger. Of course Myriam had seen the others go with them without blinking an eye too, but she was still confused on why Mayuri would seem so... so... not-scared all of a sudden. The blonde felt very alone and wished she could dive under water once again. When the girl turned to wave to her though, it put a smile onto her face. She waved back and watched her leave. She would see her again, she was sure of it.

One by one the teenagers were taken away and no one made a scene for it. Soon enough her name was called out. [b]"Myriam Riley Cassedy?"[/b] The female voice sounded melodic in a weird way. She couldn't really tell what it was. It had a feeling of hot summer sun, but strangly enough paired with the noise a campire made inthe silence of a dead night.
When Myriam looked to see who the voice belonged to she saw a rather young woman - she couldn't have been older than 27? or 29 maybe? - who looked somewhat ?Latina. She had a slightly darker skin, but Myriam couldn't tell where she could be from. Not that it mattered. The woman had her brown hair in a messy bun, strays of hair were hanging in her face but it didn't seem to bother her. She wore normal jeans and a t-shirt with a light jacket thrown over it. She didn't seem to care for a labcoat. In her hand she was holding a clipboard and was playing with a pen, making it click every now and then while waiting for Myriam to stand up. Her fingers made her seem impatient, the way she clicked the pen and held onto the clipboard as though she couldn't wait to fill it out and ask her questions, but her face was showing nothing but patience. 
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Myriam stood up off her seat without really noticing what she was doing. Step by step she went down the rows of chairs and walked towards the woman. [b]"Please follow me, Myriam"[/b], she said and offered her a small smile before turning and making her way out of the auditorium. Myriam followed like a lost puppy.

They walked through the hallways and Myriam didn't even consider remembering the way, she was way too confused with the effect the woman seemed to have on her. After what felt like twenty minutes - but really only was two - she opened a door and walking inside with the girl. It was looking like some kind of office, but not too business like. There was a wooden desk with a tablet lying on it and a chair behind it. Papers where spread all over it, pencil were lying carelessly on the edge and a mug half full with what could have been coffee stood on a thick book. There were two other chairs in the room; armchairs in a cream color standing a little closer to the wall, half-way facing each other and half-way being turned to face the middle of the room. There was a wooden drawer behind the table and chair, three metallic cupboards with frosted-glass-doors sported one of the four walls and showed tiny locks on them that clearly needed a key for opening.

[b]"Please sit."[/b] The woman waved her hand at one of the two armchairs and Myriam sat in the one that was closer to the door. The woman sat in the other one, crossed her legs and looked at her with a smile. [b]"Myriam, it is nice to meet you."[/b] The campfire whisper beneath the obvious hot summer sun tone was irritating her. Why was this woman feeling so odd to her? [b]"My name is Vera Solano."[/b] Myriam nodded. [b]"I am here to help you get through this all. I get that this really sucks for all of you and none of is in the slightest way easy. I want you to know that you can always come to me with concerns or questions."[/b] No it was anything else but easy. Myriam stayed silent. [b]"I will be your [i]coach[/i], helping you understand what is going on and how to gain control over your special ability."[/b]

[color=fff79a]"I don't have an ability."[/color] Myriam looked at her seriously. [color=fff79a]"I get that you heard that a lot and probably have a monologue prepared for it. But I don't wanna hear it. In fact, I don't wanna hear any of it. Just leave me alone."[/color] She wanted nothing more than to curl up in the chair and hide her face. She didn't feel well at all sitting here. Or even better, dive under water and stay there until her head was free again.

"You're right, I do get that answer a lot. And every time I say the same thing. You do have an ability, Myriam. And we will both figure it all out. For now, we don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." Vera's voice suddenly didn't feel like a summer sun anymore. It was more of a wave... a wave that was coming into the shore and hitting her legs with coldness while she stood in the ocean in the autumn. In a good, relaxing way it was cold and stung on her skin. Myriam nodded. She didn't wanna talk about anything.

[b]"There are some basic things we need to go over, but it is nothing hard. Just some information."[/b] She turned to her clipboard and read the facts about Myriam, such as her full name, date of birth, birth place, gender, parent's names. Myriam only nodded at all of it, it was all correct. Then the woman put her clipboard aside. [b]"That was all we need to do. If you would allow me, I would take a blood sample, just to be on the safe side."[/b] But Myriam shook her head. She didn't want this woman to touch her right now or insert a needle and take blood. She didn't want all this. Vera nodded at her. [b]"I have to ask you something, Myriam. It's not gonna be easy."[/b] Her voice was full of empathy and Myriam braced herself for what was to come. She looked at her and silently gave her permission to ask. [b]"Have you seen a doctor in regarding of what happened?"[/b] 

How... How could she know? She didn't tell anyone!! She didn't even say it out loud! She didn't even talk to anyone about anything since... Well she did after she was kidnapped, but not about it! Myriam felt tears in her eyes and she started to shake slightly.

[b]"It's okay."[/b] Another wave hit her bare legs as she stood in the cold ocean water. [b]"Nothing will happen to you here. I would like to check you out physically after what happened to you. We don't have to do it now, though I will have to recommend it. The sooner, the better. I will not force it on you. You are free to go for now. Please mentally prepare for the procedure, we will have to do it. And next time, I would like to draw some blood from you as well. Okay?"[/b] She waited a while but Myriam did not give an answer. She was still shaking. [b]"If you need anything, contact me. For now, you have a call. In your room lies a device for a video chat with your father, if you want to accept it just slide the lock screen and it will do the call for you."[/b]

They sat a while in silent. Vera looking at Myriam with absolutely no judgement in her eyes and Myriam shaking and feeling miserable. After a long while the girl asked to go to her room and Vera showed her the way, bringing her all the way up to her room door. She felt grateful for that. Myriam would have never managed to find the way herself, even if the hallway would have been only a corner away.
After arriving in her room, Myriam had sat on the bed, feeling too weak to stand. She had taken the tablet onto her lap and imagined her father's face appearing on the now black screen. His voice sounding through the speaker-slot of the device. Thirty minutes she sat there and looked at the screen, before she finally put it down and left her room. She followed the way she had walked the first time she had left her room in this facility and landed in the indoor pool room like she did before the meeting in the auditorium had started.

Myriam had a tunnel vision, she could not see anything or even hear anyhting at her current state, she only saw the water so silent and inviting. She took straight towards it, walking slowly but directly at the pool. Not a second did it cross her mind that there could be a swimsuit or bikini for her somewhere, not a second did it cross her mind that she could possibly change here somewhere, and not even did it cross her mind that someone else might be here or might come in and see her. For right now, she only saw the water.

The blonde slided off the edge and right into the water, clothes still on, shoes still on, and went underneath, sinking slowly as she just didn't move. Her eyes closed, her long blonde hair floating around her face. And finally she was where she longed to be ever since she woke up. Underneath the water. With no air to breathe. No thoguhts to think. No decisions to make. And there she stayed for a relatively long while without coming up.