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[h3][color=662d91][i][b]Alexander Polawski[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=662d91]Location:[/color][/b][/i] General Housing/Apartment 1C(M7) -> Education Center: Auditorium (M)
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	Made to do greater greats things. Manny's words resconated with Alexander as they rushed on through the hail of rain and humidty in the streets, akin to a wise phrase an elder grandmother would impart to her grandchild. He did not consciously know what part of him it touched so warmly, though it lit up a fragment of a feeling inside him. One chamber, basked in darkness for an eternity, now a glimmer of hope shining ever so dimly. 

	Made to do greater things. Perhaps Manny was right, perhaps something to happen in the future? A meaning, purpose, destiny? Grand words Alexande normally would scoff at, since only God knew their place in the world. Alexander had lost hope many times that he would do greater things in life, considering everything else he'd done. Did his Post-Apocalyptic Dentist friend know better? In the very least, Manny laughed at his jokes like he had no bad thoughts about him. 

	A true friend. A friend who sadly had no umbrella. Too bad, they had a court martial to attend to. 

	[color=662d91]"At least we're waterproof, unlike our clothes."[/color]

	Alexander's statement reflected the state of which both of them reached the Education Center in. Armed guards kept watch of the coming hearings, which was understandable. The military preffered to have things under as much control as possible, hence the guns. Entering the center, Alexander heard the clear-cut instructions; End of the hall, take a seat and wait for your name to be called. Spoken like a true member of the military. Alexander followed Manny's lead, finding a seat beside him in the middle and waiting for the hearing to begin. He would maybe have said something, but the voice of Atlas told them to remain quiet. Fair enough, Alexander thought, instead trying to make himself comfortable in his seat, still wet from their run through the streets. 

	The only thing Alexander did of notice, was to give Manny a reassuring nod and try to clear his own thoughts. This would be a hard thing for him to pull through, but Freedman's word gave him strength. So did Manny's. The question was if that was enough. 

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[h3][color=B8860B][i][b]Nigel Cooper[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=B8860B]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Education Center -> Auditorium (M)
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	Nigel, now inside of the Education Center and awaiting their turn to enter the Auditorium where he guessed the trials would be held, turned around upon realizing Volts had also followed suit. Had it been the rain which drowned out the sound of him behind him in the streets? Well, it didn't really matter, except it meant more people Nigel was semi-familiar with to make an unknown situation less unknown. [color=#B8860B]"While we're waiting, what should one except? I have not had the opportunity to attend a trial before, nothing like this at least."[/color] Nigel would ask Volts, only giving a brief head to Thalia with her short reply. She thought he would give her one in return for their fight earlier. He was looking forward to it. 

	Soon they were shuffling into the Auditorium, ordered to divide their ranks by who had been summoned and who attended for leizure, Nigel being of the former. Alongside the people he had been in Quarantine with, Nigel followed the stream into the Auditorium and attempted to find a seat in which he would not be completely isolated. And somehow he managed to both see and hear two of his former 'comrades' from their trek through the swamps; Hank and Wayne. For some reason Hank had kept Ashton, the companion of Thana as far as he understood still, company with his usual 'friendy' personality. Nigel didn't need to hear exactly what he said, Ash's demeanour said enough. 

	Nigel shuffled through the seating arrangments to sit beside Ash or in proximity to him, when he heard the unmistakable sound of someone trying to be sneaky. Trying was the word, with a capital T. It had been Thalia, now seated and seething with anger out in the corner of his eye, prompting him to make a mental note; do NOT attempt to open diplomatic channels with her in the forseeable future. Even Nigel was not that social inept as to attempt that. Instead he focused on Ash, about to ask if Wayne was bothering him, when the call to remain silent came. So Nigel only give a quizical look from Ash to Hank, back to Ash, before seating, as if asking him "What was that all about?"