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No sooner than the words had left her lips, she got her first questions from the group. It was Uriel Atticus, of course. Nilin allowed herself a mental smile. Just as she had expected, the outspoken and rather exuberant young man had been the first to speak up. Personality aside, he had peaked her curiosity due to his supposed power; pain manipulation. In a lot of ways, some of it was similar to her own range of talents and she looked forward to seeing how it would progress. 

"That's quite the bundle of questions. Yes, I was kidnapped as well." She clasped her hands behind her back and gave a slight nod of confirmation. "It took me a couple of years before I was able to control my powers well enough to dive back into society; though it differs from person to person."

[i]No, not at all. They keep me chained and locked up in the basement until I am needed to teach a class.[/i]

Nilin bit back the sarcastic reply on the tip of her tongue. It was a touch too early for her dry remarks. 

"I don't live here anymore, so yes, I am allowed to go out into the real world. Unfortunately, I cannot currently tell you the exact date as to when you would get to leave. It all depends on how quickly your powers progress, which I'm sure you can guess by now that it would require cooperation and effort on your part." 

As soon as she was done, the blond boy - Arthur Ragnarson - raised his hand and voiced his query. 

A humorless smile touched her lips as she mulled the question over in her mind. It made sense that one of them would bring up something along those lines, seeing as how they were being kept in the dark for the most part. The guarded and wary expressions of her students weren't lost on the perceptive brunette as her dispassionate and icy gaze swept over them once more

"That's actually a very good point. It really does seem like having a passive power would make training and group exercises redundant, doesn't it?"

"However, I'm afraid that's not how it works. Your powers are still in their infancy, so to speak, and have only just begun to manifest. Each person's abilities are completely unique. Think of it as a fingerprint - no two powers are exactly the same. The rate of progression differs as well, in each case. Adding in these factors and then seeing as how the occurrence of these powers is few and far between, there's no way to accurately predict how exactly your powers would evolve. What might appear to be completely passive at first could evolve into something else entirely. Better safe than sorry, right?"

"The flashy aspect of your powers isn't the only thing you would need to learn. Some of you might already have noticed how your powers seem to be triggered by strong emotions. Your physical and mental states play a very big role when it comes to controlling your powers."

The Russian guy, Nikolai Arkaden the teleporter, chose that moment to ask about her powers. His second question, the reason why she was brought here, should have been rather obvious in her opinion.

Instead of answering immediately, Nilin cast an amused glance at a certain young telepath who seemed to be distracted by something. As Irina Ivanov was only just beginning to discover her telepathic abilities, it wasn't difficult for Nilin to guess what had distracted the girl. Her file had stated that the girl was having trouble sleeping due to her inability to protect her own mind.

"Discovered something interesting, Miss Ivanov? Perhaps I might be able to provide assistance, seeing as how that is what I'm here for." 

Lucie Valentine, the only person in the group whose powers had yet to manifest decided to voice her question - and of course it was about the lack of her powers. Nilin could see that the girl hoped she would continue to remain normal, to be allowed to go back to her own life. It was a thought that had at least once passed through the minds of all those who had powers - herself included. Unfortunately for the girl, it was too late for her to continue harboring that hope.

“I’m sorry, Miss Valentine. There are tests to determine whether or not one has latent abilities. I’m afraid you fall into this category even though we have yet to physically see your powers.”

"And to answer your question, Mister Arkaden, I believe it would be far more interesting to show rather than tell." She looked at the faces of those gathered and decided that it would have to be something small and entirely non-threatening in case someone freaked out. 

Nilin cupped her hands together as if cradling a delicate little bird, creating a controlled flame that danced serenely within her palms. The flame grew brighter and gradually changed colors, turning into a shade of pale blue that perfectly matched her eyes before growing still and crystallizing. The brunette raised it to her lips and blew gently, causing it to shatter into flakes of snow and be carried into the air as if on phantom wings.