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St. Cyrill nodded, taking it all very well. "My comrade here can teleport with limited control over anything but direction. As for me, I can increase my strength in direct proportion to my current pain level. I was shot in the leg once and I moved a two-ton pallet by punching it across a warehouse."

"None," St. Cyrill confirmed, shaking his head grimly. "Our information is limited, like yours."

He looked around. "Do any of the others have powers?" Tiki raised a hand. "And what would yours be?" Tiki pointed to his mouth, made a kissing motion, threw his hands up. He couldn't explain.

"He can heal through, ah, kissing," Connor said, looking oddly uneasy. "We're not sure how. But his condition is that the person to be healed must specifically ask Tiki to kiss it better."

"I...see," said St. Cyrill, raising an eyebrow. "Anything else?"

Madeline tilted her head to the side to stretch it. She was a little irritated for several reasons: she had no way to experiment with PEACE, she was the only woman around (which either meant that the men looked down on her or largely ignored her), AND she had no information or understanding of the abilities these people contained.

She'd badgered about it before but had never gotten answers. Now in the middle of a room surrounded by more men, she's getting the information she could have used a few days ago.

At least I have a notebook and pen to write down notes. She'd been recording everything since the moment her greeting was shot down. Everything has a meaning and all hypotheses should be included.

"I wish we had a lab," she frowned. But we make do with what we have. Though she had a feeling she'd be largely ignored, she spoke to the group.

"We know the basics of your abilities. However we don't know the extent of them. I want to see how far you can go with these abilities." Before they could argue about how they didn't have time, she said, "I see two priorities here. 1) Figure out where to go from here. 2) Discover the depths of PEACE, and we can only do that through testing." She crossed her arms. "We don't all need to be here to discuss where we should head. Why not spend some of the time we have here double tasking?"

Madeline gave Kurtis a bright smile. "Thank you!" She was radiating joy. Whether it was because her opinion was taken seriously or because she was finally able to do some testing was unknown.

"Alright, let's just get the basics down..." She flipped the page on her notebook and wrote down Kurtis' name. She got his physical description, weight, age, and quirks (such as near-sightedness). Now comes the fun stuff. "As far as your electronic-possession goes, do you know if you have a limit? Is there a difference between taking over a cell phone and controlling a factory machine?" She tapped the pen to her chin. "On that note, is there a distance limitation?"

That would have to be the first test - distance. "We're going to need to go out to the hallway in order to test your range. We'll use a phone for this." She stood up and hugged the notepad to her chest. "Shall we?"