[h1][b][i][color=limegreen][center]Sami Rhodes[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[sub][color=limegreen]Location: The Framework[/color]
[color=limegreen]Skills: Power Sensing[/color][/sub]
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Sami had taken a lot longer to wake up than the rest of the recruits who had survived the experiment. Whether it was due to his subconscious mind halting him from tasting what seemed like the innards of a vacuum cleaner in his mouth, or if the tests had taken too much of a toll... or even just because he was lazy and got as many winks in as he could - Sami was the last to wake up, and even then, it was an arduous process. His body felt somewhat weak and shivery, as though he'd just fought off an aggressive flu and was slowly recovering. Worse still, his head felt like it had been filled with rocks, with strange sensations fluttering across his mind. Gazing blearily at Nick Fury, Sami couldn't even summon a witty word before putting the framework equipment on, desperate to spend less time in his aching physical body.

As it happened, the framework did alleviate some of his groggy symptoms. His aches and pains were gone, but as he peered around, so were the majority of the other Agents.

[color=limegreen]"I've been better."[/color] Sami responded to Grif with a weak grin, glad to see he wasn't totally alone. He didn't mind going down the lone wolf route, but God only knew what could pop up in this simulation now that that speedy bastard had played around with it. The strange sensations in his head were still swirling around him, but he could ignore them long enough to follow Grif's gaze around the corner. Ducking silently as he heard the radio go off, Sami clocked one of the Brotherhood. [i][color=limegreen]"Speak of the fuckin devil."[/color][/i] He thought, recognising him as Quicksilver. By his feet were a handful of the X-Men, looking pretty pale and pathetic, the majority of them wounded. Did they have to administer first aid in the framework? He understood they had to keep them alive, but shit, he wasn't giving a computer mouth to mouth.

Once again, the sensation in his head came to his attention, and all of a sudden, fell into place like one of his puzzles. It was a peculiar feeling, one he couldn't quite understand... but it answered Grif's second question.

[color=limegreen]"Well, goddamn."[/color] He whispered, making sure the sound wouldn't travel towards Quicksilver and the hostages. [color=limegreen]"I can tell... or feel? Powers. Of other people."[/color] There was a large amount of power in the vicinity, most likely from the other Agents that had popped up elsewhere in the map. [color=limegreen]"I'm getting super speed from that asshole. Someone has got... future sight? And telekinesis."[/color] He paused, looking at Grif. The guy didn't know what his powers were, so they likely hadn't manifested. Or he didn't get any... Sami couldn't recall if survival but no powers was even a possibility of the program. [color=limegreen]"There's something else, but it's like... quiet, I guess? Could be yourself, you just haven't switched it on yet or something."[/color] That explanation was all he could offer with a shrug of confusion. Sami didn't quite understand this power yet, but he was sure to be annoyed if that was all he got. Finding out what shit other people had was not worth the potential death sentence he had nearly received.