[centre][color=00aeef][h1][i][b]Arthur Seymour[/b][/i][/h1][/color]
[h2]Room -> Lounge[/h2]
Interacting with:[@CyanideSweetie][@ghastlyinc][@SheriffLlama][@KimmiNinja][/centre]

[color=gray]A quick shower to rid himself of the chlorine smell, a new shirt and trousers and he was ready to dive back into the fray.  The folders he decided to leave in his room. There was no telling what powers were going to exhibit themselves in the near future, he could hardly control or explain his own, and it was unlikely that the facility administrators would permit him access to the digital copies of his students' work, should the worst happen.  He slipped out into the corridor, noticing a heaviness in his muscles and pressing down on his mind; either the stress of the entire environment was beginning to take its toll or the combination of the heavy workout earlier along with the sudden ignition of his power was proving a bit much for one day.

As he got closer to the lounge he could already hear the sounds of chaos, screams followed by some heavy banging ricocheting down the corridor.  He noticed Bynie, changed into different clothes since her escapade in the pool, lurking by the doorway as if waiting for the commotion to die down inside.  Approaching her from behind in such a way as to not take her by surprise, he offered her a smile and then walked into the room, braced for whatever he was about to see.

Cassius was behind the bar, eyes scrunched up with hands pressed over his ears; Eli was standing over some damaged sound equipment with the remnants of a stool in his hands and looking a little sheepish and Eliza was sitting on a sofa and looking a little recovered after her earlier outburst in the pool.  It appeared the others had still not made their way there but Arthur judged that it was for the better, if there was this much trouble with so few of them in the room then having them all present would be uncontrollable.  Arthur gestured to the stool in Eli's hand and raised an eyebrow in question.

[color=00aeef]"Managed to slay a speaker system, did we?"[/color] He asked, looking at sparks still spitting from the equipment.  Crossing the room and stepping pass Eli he flicked a switch off at the wall and pulled the plug for the system out, dropping it to the floor with his eyes on the others in the room as if to suggest they should have thought of the same solution. [color=00aeef]"We need to start being smarter about what we're doing here or else we'll be in trouble.  I doubt the administrators here have infinite patience for us."[/color] He circled to behind the bar and picked up a bottle of 10 Year Old Laphroiag, pouring himself a glass and taking a seat on one of the bar stools.

[color=00aeef]"So, let's try and work out what powers we have and any potential dangers we pose one another.  I, for example, should probably avoid the pool area while others are swimming lest something occur as my power appears to be something in the field of hydrokinesis.  That is, of course, assuming that we believe the existence of these powers and that it's not all a very elaborate ruse by those who brought us here."[/color][/color]