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[centre][color=6ecff6][h1]Arthur Ragnarson[/h1][/color]

[h3]Pool to auditorium[/h3][/centre]

[i]Looks like they've got a schedule.[/i]

Arthur was, as was his custom every morning, in the pool.  He had already spent an hour in the gym well before the normal morning announcement to get moving.  After that he would shower and warm down by swimming a few dozen lengths.  Only then would he feel ready and awake for the day.  For as long as he could remember he'd had a similar routine, although it had become considerably more intensive in recent years when working out properly would no longer stunt his growth.

When the announcement was made he finished his final cycle before heaving himself out of the pool, enjoying the heated sensation of his muscles calming after their exertion.  His regulated breath slowed down as his body calmed and so he showered again, washing away the sweat and chlorine water clinging to him, and then changed into the new set of clothes he had brought.

Over the past week he had grown accustomed to the daily schedule of the facility; repetitive and not particularly taxing.  Clothes that he had discarded in the appropriate laundry basket in his room were always returned freshly washed and pressed by the afternoon of the following day although he had never seen who went about doing all these chores.

[i]I suppose there'll be time for some breakfast.[/i]

Arthur made his way back through to the cafeteria where his breakfast (ordered the day before) sat on a plate in the heated glass display cabinets.  A small card, upon which was written his name, was set alongside it to denote it as his own.  Wolfing down his traditional English breakfast (bacon, scrambled eggs, baked beans, fried bread, sausages, mushrooms, tomato and black pudding), he left his plate on the counter and headed back to his room.

After brushing his teeth and freshening up a little, he went straight to the auditorium.  Others were beginning to get ready as well although few got up as early as he did.  Although difficult to tell the time of day in this place, he got up at the equivalent of 05:00 every morning to start his exercise routine.  He nodded to the others he saw, greeting those by name when he saw them.  There were fewer of them now, but the last few days most people had remained in the facility.

The auditorium was empty, Elisa and her fellow scientists always choosing to arrive once the majority of inmates had sat down.  This alone had convinced him they had cameras in every room of the facility although there was little suspicious activity to be done, so full proof was the security.

The only other people in the room were Irina, who sat in a daze, and Nikolai, one of the Russian contingent.  Some of the others hadn't acclimated well to the place and it was difficult to blame them.  While their physical needs were very well catered to, the mental and emotional strain was significant and it would be surprising for anyone to cope well.  Thankfully, the scientists had put his resistance to the change down to his healing ability, calling it part of a preemptive healing process.  Arthur wanted to keep his nearly sociopathic nature a secret for now, it was the only weapon he really had.

[color=6ecff6]"Good morning, Irina."[/color] He said slipping into a seat next to her.  He had wanted to ask whether she slept well or how she was but the vacant look on her face showed him enough of the strain she was feeling.  Arthur tried to keep his mental state as empty as possible now, especially when near her as he doubted having half a dozen other voices in one's head would help with the coping with the situation. [color=6ecff6]"Mornin', Nikolai."[/color] He nodded to the Russian, one of the few he saw before breakfast as they were both early risers. [color=6ecff6]"So, I hear we're starting group sessions today.  This is probably where we have to all come up with a presentation about how it feels to have powers and present to the rest of the class.  That or we're going to play Quidditch.  Personally, I'm down for the latter."[/color]