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[withoutincident]

The walls are always white
and the floors are always bright,
And everything, and everything is spotless shining clean;
Don't fret, and never fight
and be quiet-- mind the light,
You brought this on yourselves, you did, you friends of Mister Green.

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[withoutincident]

Once a medical history has been volunteered (in Adiva's case) and flatly withheld (in Pyth's), the scientists spend a day establishing each girl's physical limits -- speed, strength, stamina, the works. They are always escorted from their rooms to the labs by a white-coated scientist and a soldier; they never see each other.

No sign of Bruce, nor of the "superior" the scientists sometimes mention.

On the second day, the scientists bring a cup of pills with the breakfast tray.

[mad_patron]

Pyth has refused all meals so far, although she did reluctantly admit a drink or two of water, on the principle that you fuck yourself up a lot faster with dehydration than starvation.

When she sees the pills, she snorts.

[withoutincident]

"You are going to take these," the woman tells her, setting down the tray.

[mad_patron]

"I am? That's a neat trick."

Team Norton to the rescue!

[withoutincident]

The hallway is still empty as the last of them files through the door.

[eidetiker]

"We need to find someone to give us directions," Will suggests in a murmur as the door closes. "Split up?"

[nneverwas]

Roy grins and points to the floor.

There's a little paper crane tuckeed against the wall, folded from scribbled-on yellow paper.

Two more to either side, leading in opposite directions.

"What say me 'n him," he jerks his head at Chainsaw, "take one end of this thing and the four of you take the other? Bound to be somethin' interesting going on in one'a them places."

[volam_vincam]

Will nods silently.

"If we do split up, keeping one of you with each of us is good planning," he murmurs. "Convenient way to keep in touch."