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[h3]Kaylee Everose[/h3][/center][hr]
Kayle watched and waited as Aya struggled with a remote viewing. It brought back memories of the first time she attempted hers. The same tense, anticipation thrumming through her. Watching Aya's understand dawn on the girl and the vison took hold. Her eyes went distant and the girl started writing. Japanese short hand flew across the page.

Then stopped. 

Started again.

Standing Kaylee grabbed a bottle of water for when Aya came out of the vision. Sitting back down Kaylee waited. No long after Aya started crying Kaylee grabbed a box of tissues. Gritting her teeth at what Ashford was putting the poor girl through Kaylee didn't have to wait long.

Aya was practically sobbing and Kaylee called out to her softly.[color=palevioletred] "Aya? Aya Germain? Aya pay attention! You're at the Institute. You're safe. You're not in that moment anymore. You're far from that moment. Now breathe in and hold it for four seconds then release slowly. Slow your heartbeat. Let the vision pass. And we'll take a break."[/color]