[Center][h2][b][color=teal]Amara [i]'Mara'[/i] Nguyen[/color][/b][/h2]
Location: Auditorium[/center]

One by one the others filed inside the auditorium. Mara wasn't fully satisfied with Irina's dismissal as the exhaustion was plain to see across her face but she also didn't want to push the young girl further. She opened her mouth to respond but Uriel had already cut her off and Mara chose to sit back with a small polite smile as she tried to mask the incredulous surprise that no doubt crossed her face at Uriel's brashness. 

It's not to be unexpected though. A lot of the time it seemed to come from a good place but some things Uriel didn't seem to think through before saying. Sighing softly Mara shifted uncomfortably. Why were they here? What's going on with this group training? It's not like this past week had yielded any decent results in her case. She wondered idly if anyone else had made any sort of progress. [I]'Certainly not Irina '[/i] her subconscious chipped in to which Mara responded with another internal shushing as she idly wondered of there was a way to silence her inner monolog forever.

The doors slid open and a woman whose face would easily grace the tallest billboard stepped into the room. [I]'Where do they find these people?'[/i] she wondered stunned. Though the more she took her in the less she looked like a normal scientist. Beauty aside, youth still clung to her form though she still held that critical detached air that Elisa tried to hide but was blatantly apparent. 

“Before any of you raise the question as to why I'm better suited to this task than your counselors, it's because I too have powers. This institute is where I was taught to control my powers so that I wouldn't endanger myself or those around me.”

No way.
Mara's eyes darkened as she looked harder at the woman. She had been here before them. She had been taken into the hell hole and forced through their training and here she stood today. The whole thing inspired a wash of awe and nausea. Would that be them one day? Standing in front of the next batch of frightened teenagers?

Mara didn't like the idea of it at all. Her arms folded across her chest as she waited for the woman to go on.

“If you have any questions pertaining to our session, I would be happy to answer them before we begin."

Professional and vauge. Though there wasn't much silent in between before Uriel opened his mouth and Mara send up a silent prayer for his presence. She had been overly emotional the last time they were here and Elisa's easily dismissed her outburst before berating Irina. This time she indented to watch and listen. Looking for fact hidden between the lines. If there were any at that is. 

As Uriel quieted down Arthur spoke up. Mara swiveled her head towards him in surprised, she hadn't really expected him to say anything either though his questions remained in typical Arthur fashion. Quick and narrow. 

Mara had a million. Things she wanted to know. The words bubbled and died on her tongue. Some Uriel had already asked. Others she'd just have to wait to find out. Either way she was ready for them to move on and get to this [i]training[/i]. Maybe if she became strong enough she could get everyone out of here. That rare flicker of hope that still simmered deeply.