Life in the Pits

Three gets up and eats before heading to the exam room, prepared for another round of bullets.

6 woke up and opened his eyes to darkness. He sighed as he stared at nothing, remembering the blinders that were put on his face the previous day. He sat up and swung his legs over the bed and carefully made his way to the sink. He felt around until he grabbed the meal bar and ate it slowly. When he was finished, he turned in the direction of his door and walked over to it slowly so as not to bump into anything. Then he went into the Exam Room and greeted the Voice.

"Hello Voice," he said in a normal tone.

"Uhh... Yesofcourse. Please begin." Three said, ready for a martial arts onslaught.

Shit. Not again.

9 discretely smells the air

...coffee...I remember it now...yeees...my memories have been tampered with...I know this now...yes...that man is drinking a cup of coffee...he must not have gotten a good amount of sleep...

"Good wake, sir"

9 pauses for a moment...then says
"...what's that?"
9 points at the coffee

"Working too long? On what?"
9 says, curiously

...I have an idea of what he's talking about...but this mask is more safe to be left on...

"Oh....uh...I see..."
9 says, in a very confused way

...I know what he means...but I have to act like I don't...

"...it's ok though, the heart attack seemed to have been my fault, as I pushed it too hard without knowing the consequences...so I paid for it.....so I'll be more careful with how I do the tests, mr...uh....I didn't catch your name...?"
9 says

9 stands in the doorway for a moment and looks at the man
"Garon? So...your name is not a number like the rest of us?"
9 says, seeming to be confused...but looking the man straight in the eyes with determination

...Garon...I've never heard of that name before...even in my recovered memories...he must be foreign...am I in a foreign place?

9 shrugs and goes into the room
"Alright, I'll try not too push it too much this time..."

9 makes a whirlwind of loose dirt in the room, basically the entire room is a swirl of light bits or dirt, like a dust devil...dust beinning to get caked on the walls lightly...some of the dust gets on the walls of the doorway...9 seems to be focussing on moving rocks within the whirlwind...

on the dust within the doorway, outside of the camera view...this message appears within the dust:
'why are you afraid?'

9 continues focussing on the whirlwind, but is now partially facing the man, awaiting approval or dissaproval of his earth manipulation

"Oh...I'm sorry..."
9 begins to slow the whirlwind, but writes on the doorway again, erasing the man's message...
'help each other'

the message only stays on long enough for the man to read it and then slides off the wall with the rest of the dust on the wall...the air is back to normal and 9 is now holding a rock

9 holds the rock out in front of himself, and it crumbles apart in his hand, turning to sand...the sand then shapes into a stone of a different shape...not a specific shape, but a different shaped rock nonetheless, a little sharp on the top, similar to a knife but without looking like a knife.

...it turns back to it's original form and 9 grips his chest...he clutches the rock and points his hand with the rock towards the ground about ten feet away...
the rock flies out of 9's hand at a high speed, the moment it leaves 9's hand, it seperates into about 15 pieces, similar to buckshot...it impacts the ground with decent force...

9 is still gripping his chest and looks at the man for his approval

9 nods back, appearing to be glad that he approved, but he was trying to reassure the man of the situations to come

9 then holds his arms out to the sides...
Dirt begins crawling up 9's legs and soon covers his whole body...it then shifts a little and becomes solid stone minus his joints in which it is soft dirt...he walks around a bit...testing out his 'suit'

Three makes sure the assailant is in his plain of view and easily avoids the regular blows. He knew he could catch the weapon but also knew it would cause him more danger.

Five giggled happily before saying. "I'm feeling good! A lot better than yesterday. I still can't feel anything but at least I have clothes on. Hey! Did you know I didn't have any on yesterday? You could have told me." She crossed her arms and fake pouted.

She tilted her head a little bit and said. "Huh? My last day of testing? I don't understand Voice."

Her eyes grew wide at that and then she said. "B-but if I can't die then how long will they keep killing me!? I don't like this at all Voice..Isn't there anything I can do? Can't you talk to them Voice?"