[h3][color=#90adb1]Marcus Bradley[/color][/h3] [sup]Location: Auditorium 
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Dazed, Marcus opened his eyes, then blinked slowly. A firm hand was upon his shoulder. He looked up to who it was attached to then swallowed hard. An intimidating woman, her hair cut close to the scalp, glared at him with dark eyes, from a dark skinned face, and a rather unamused smirk on her lips. Curtly, with a thick french accent, she asked, [b]"Marcus Bradley-- are you done with your nap?"[/b] As she leaned away from him, Marcus rubbed his eyes, then cleared his throat. [b]"As everyone has already proceeded on with their examinations--"[/b] she paused then chuffed [b]"--which you have no idea, of what I am talking about. An update. Follow me."[/b] In response to a beckoning gesture from her, Marcus frowned, a deep line forming between his brows. At his hesitation, she curtly told him, [b]"Up. Come. On your feet. You are due for examinations and a blood test. These things will be completed now."[/b] Again she gestured for him to stand, with notably more impatience, [b]"There is no time to waste."[/b] A sigh escaped Marcus and he pushed himself to his feet. When he shook his head at her, Marcus figured she probably didn't see the gesture, as she'd already began walking as soon as he stood.

Warily, Marcus looked around the auditorium, then figured he was just so tired he didn't recall coming here. Last he knew, he had been standing in the cafeteria, but here he was. Clearly he had missed something important but oh well, it didn't matter now, he figured... but you know what mattered? This woman, standing at the door to the auditorium, holding it open for him, with an annoyed look on her face. While he had many questions for her, Marcus figured only one was important, and only one he should ask. She looked older than him-- everyone sort of did so far-- so that explained why she was treating him like a child, probably. He halted when he stood in the doorway, then realized he was taller than her, which was odd, because Marcus felt as if he were being looked down on. 

Clearing his throat, Marcus gathered the courage to ask his question-- [color=#90adb1]"What's your name?"[/color] 

She held her chin higher then told him, [b]"Nkiru. I will be your trainer for the duration of your time here."[/b] Marcus nodded once, satisfied with the straight-forward answer, then walked through the door. He trailed behind Nkiru as she lead him down a hall, then another hall, then into a room, and Marcus felt nervous. When Nkiru gestured for him to be seated, she told him, [b]"First a blood draw-- two vials-- then you will commence a few, ah, physical tests."[/b] Quickly and without Marcus' protest, Nkiru drew the blood, then instructed him to, [b]"Hydrate then come back in twenty minutes."[/b] Marcus sighed but didn't move. Nkiru arched a brow then asked, [b]"What are you waiting for?"[/b] 

Marcus really wanted to take a nap in the chair, but he complied. With a bit of haste, Marcus exited the room, tried to note it's location, then began walking toward his room. A twenty minute nap was needed.