[centre][color=00aeef][h1][i][b]Arthur Seymour[/b][/i][/h1][/color]
[h2]Pool[/h2]
Interacting with:[@Aquanthe][@HecateProxy][@CyanideSweetie][@ghastlyinc][@wolverbells][@SheriffLlama][@KimmiNinja][@Ornatur][/centre]

[color=Gray]Pandemonium.

If it had just been him and the weird water structure then Arthur could have coped, kept everything under control and calm.  Then Bailey was shouting about making someone numb and apparently only infuriating his uncomprehending victim with Eliza soon stumbling into the room and slurring heavily as if she was under the effects of a heavy anaesthetic.  Soon the pool was feeling crowded, a couple of new faces alongside nearly everyone else he had met in the facility so far and all talking without really listening to one another, the emotions rising to a fever pitch.

The noise all around him was distracting and he was struggling to focus on any one thing, trying to work out how he could calm things down but every time he was about to make an attempt someone else would come in and the cycle of shock would begin again.  He noticed Sienna had come to get a closer look at the helix and, perhaps because he had overheard her teasing Bailey, he suddenly became aware of how attractive she was.  Blinking, he forced himself to focus and watched as she reached to touch the helix, opening his mouth to warn against doing anything potentially dangerous, but stopped when a bolt of what looked like lightning sliced through the structure.  He recoiled slightly as did the young woman, yelling phonetic alphabetic jargon as she did so; if he were less distracted he might perhaps have made a comment.

[color=00aeef]"You okay?"[/color] He asked, crouching down and looking her over briefly for any injury beyond any wounded pride. Out of all of them he was concerned the least for her, having a military background giving him a sense of her being reliable and stoic where others may struggle to remain calm.  Still, this was hardly within the usual expectations of military personnel and would make them all question how well they knew themselves.  [color=00aeef]"Maybe we should go somewhere less dangerous than the pool."[/color]  He reached out to put a comforting hand on her shoulder but received a shock when their skin touched, making him retract his hand suddenly, shaking the sudden sting away.

[color=00aeef][i]Should've seen that one coming.[/i][/color]

Standing up he looked over the continuing chaos and sighed inwardly, trying to raise his voice above the others'. [color=00aeef]"Alright, I think everyone needs to slow-"[/color] He was interrupted by another of their number walking in and promptly falling into the pool awkwardly.  Concerned, Arthur strode over to the edge of the pool where she had fallen and slid in, ignoring the others and their commotion, and reached into the relatively shallow water to pull the fallen woman up to the surface. [color=00aeef]"And breathe.  Come on, let's get you out."[/color]  He held her firmly with one arm and swam smoothly to the edge of the pool, lifting himself out while retaining a hold on her before pulling Bynie from the pool and setting her down on the side safely.

Ignoring the fact that his clothes were now sopping wet, Arthur stood up and looked over them all, still in a state of loss and chaos.  The facility administrators had shown no incentive to intervene and he was sure that they were watching, probably hoping for more data by emotions running high and unveiling their powers at a higher rate.  Something about that presumed attitude irked Arthur and a stubborn desire to maintain discipline rose within him.  

He clapped his hands loudly twice, the sound echoing loudly around the pool and cutting through the crowding voices.  [color=00aeef]"Calm".[/color] He commanded, turning his gaze over them all. Some wore expressions of wonder, others looked manic while others were panicked or angry and every single emotion they were experiencing was understandable under the circumstances.  [color=00aeef]"We need to think about what's going on and take steps to keep us all safe.  This isn't the best place for that."[/color]

He glanced at his watch, the face beaded with water but the hands still moving smoothly around, keeping time.  It was still early afternoon, before four o'clock, but the time of day was difficult to tell in the facility and he only had the figures on their alarm clocks to go by.  [color=00aeef]"We should meet up in the lounge in fifteen minutes and work out what's going on and maybe establish some rules.  And maybe change."[/color] He gestured at himself with a self-deprecating smile before heading over to the kitchen area and finding a towel to dry his hands on.  Grabbing the folders he had brought in with him off the desk he headed out of the room, leaving the others to work out whether they would agree to follow his thoughts or not.[/color]