[IC] The Hawthorn Facility

[Saarebas]

Dr. Hawthorn offered his warm smile to the other Cooper to arrive. He had herd the stories of this particular Meta-human and he was more than a bit excited to have him here. "A pleasure Mr. Cooper, a true pleasure." He said as he wrote down the man's name and circled it. The guard had made his way through all the collars and the first crate and started on the next, as he worked he offered a side ways glance to the Metas that had been sent next to him so far.

[Andre]

Seth glanced around the area, watching everyone. He noticed the guards taking collars out from the box. He glared at them, easily guessing what they were for. He took a deep breath and stepped forward, waiting for his turn on the line. But his eyes were kept on the devices being inspected, and waited. His hand lingered up at his neck as he got more nervous. It looked like the place is going to treat them like...animals. He held a stare on one of the guards, and focused. He imagined his own voice in the man's mind, and he thought of an order. Leave. Seth thought he was doing it right, after all he had been doing it for years. But the guard seemed unaffected and nothing changed. Seth's mouth gaped open a little in dismay. Then he went back to thinking, and turned away immediately, in case anyone realizes what he was trying.

[LesleyDrakken]

Ardal's concern changed from the safety of his snake companion to the collars. As nonchalant as he felt about being sent to the facility, that had caught him off guard. In his surprise, he blurted out a loud "HUH?"

[KatherinWinter]

Roxy growled when she saw what he held in his hand. From her distance from the line she couldn't see any details, but Roxy recognized the shape of the objects in his hand. "Oh I don't think so."

[User]

Doc sat in the back of the van, he was recently rounded up in a raid. he looks around to see some other meta's, hes been cuffed and bound to the back. he is awaiting his final destitute from he old life, and waiting for the dreaded hawthorn. during there capture they were told that they were going to "a safe haven", some where they can be safe. he knows that when he arrives they wont like him, guess that's the proberlam with being cursed with this "gift".

[Kaithas]

IC: "Bring that one forward, please." Hawthorn indicated the boy who was obviously trying to do something to a guard (OOC: Seth). "And make sure there are no more stragglers in the buses. Oh, and bring those who are still standing next to them closer."

Hawthorn turned to the next person in line and smiled warmly. "What would be your name?"

Meanwhile, the guards finished inspecting the collars and went to do his bidding. Nicely, of course. No use of force necessary.

[Kidd]

There, see. A dog, Vivian assured herself, golden eyes flickering between Dr. Hawthorn and the boy he singled out. He had a familiar look about him: concentration. She had the same look on the bus ride here, when their powers weren't working. She crossed her arms and tilted her head a bit, watching to see what was about to unfold between Hawthorn and the boy.

[CallaLily180]

Myra walked out of her late bus with a smile, her hands were bound and wrapped in thick cloth so she couldn't touch anyone. The reason she was late because she had smacked a guard and threatened him after reading about his shameful scandal.

Looking at the others already gathering there she laughed, very excited to see who they were. Approaching the group her hands were quickly unbound by some guy she assumed was a guard, throwing them up in the air she clapped. "Hello my people!"

[User]

Doc. stumbles out the bus, he knows that this place will be hell for him. but he will just have to try. he saw a women saying "Hello my people" he just rolled his eyes and walked into the butchers den.

[Andre]

Seth was about to protest when he was grabbed by the sides. He looked, and it turned out it was a couple of guards following orders. They pulled him towards and when he tried to resist by holding his position, they pulled harder. Unfortunately, Seth wasn't well built, physically. "Let go," he hissed at them, but his words had no power. They held him in front of Dr. Hawthorn. He shook himself out of their grips and faced the man without saying anything.