Rawl.
CaveCricket48 (Raphael) [4]: You follow after the man as he leaves, following him blindly. At the same time, you try everything you can think of on the object, including chewing it and trying to Negate it. Nothing works. It must be locked up pretty tight, probably with some kind lock that can't be broken via psychic means.
Name: Raphael
Age: 24
Appearance: Light skin, black hair and grey eyes. Not stronger than a normal person, but very agile.
Inventory:- Metal Cylinder
Abilities: - Stealthy (+1 stealth actions)
Conditions:Psychic:Ociamarru (Vadim Ivanov) [10]: You hug your hand that hit the wall, and smash the monitor with your OTHER hand. You then raise your bruised hand up and touch the thumb pad. Skill and insight fill your mind, all of psychic energy and its affect on the physical world. Making it solid is simple once you know how! With that little task conquered, you get to your feet as the door unlocks with a hiss of escaping gas.
Name: Vadim Ivanov
Age: 37
Appearance: Russian features, pale skin. Striking green eyes and dirty blonde hair. Large, at around 6'4", with a slender build. One may say he's almost skeletal-looking, although he isn't incredibly skinny; his height just adds to the illusion and makes him seem rather thinner than he really is. As is, he isn't weak, but he isn't particularly muscular. More lean than skinny.
Inventory:Abilities: - Pain Resistance (can take lots of pain, but obviously if he breaks his leg and still uses it, it's gonna make the injury worse)
Conditions:Psychic:Emogotsaone (Jamal) [3]: Since that didn't work, you go back to guessing the password. You try typing in every combination from 0000 to 0121 before the agent gets aggravated and pulls the sphere away.
"This is not a guessing game."Name: Jamal
Age: 35
Appearance: Light skin, brown hair and green eyes. Strong.
Inventory:Abilities: - Fast Clotting (Less blood loss)
Conditions:- Headache (-1 to next roll)
Psychic:Tokochiro (Mana) [10]: The agent leaves, and you follow him. He seems to be taking you down a corridor lined with doors similar to the one you just exited. Hey look, someone else!
Name: Mana
Age: 23
Appearance: 6' 8" tall, tan skin, brown hair, black eyes, thin and a b cup.
Inventory:- Metal Cylinder
Abilities: - Watchful (+1 when looking around for particurlarly useful things)
Conditions:Psychic:Tomaster (Sir Charles) [2]: "Why must the lower classes be so difficult?"You enter back into his mind. This time, within seconds, he erects a mental cage around you before you even get a CHANCE to do anything. You can't move, you can't pull out from his mind, the agent has you trapped like a rat!
You'll need to try harder than that.He ejects you from his mind, dumping you back into your own body, thankfully unharmed.
Name: Sir Charles the Thirty-Second
Appearance: Tall and regal looking.
Inventory:Abilities: - Royal/Incestuous Breeding (+1 to reflexes/reactions)
Conditions:Psychic:Barnox (Dane) [7]:"Erm...6969?"The sphere does not unlock. Nope, still not it.
*sigh* "You have to actively use your abilities, it doesn't just take place on its own."
"Ohhhh..." Name: Dane
Age: 27
Appearance: Large, wide shoulders, rippling muscles.
Abilities: - Mahscles: +1 to action requiring strength.
Conditions:Psychic:Game Events: Mana and Raphael are lead down the hallway, through doors, into other hallways, and finally to a large circular conference room. The agents assigned to them beckon to sit down at one of 7 chairs ringing the table, and they do so. The agents take up positions behind them, acting as both guardians and watchers.
In Vadim's room, the door, though unlocked, doesn't open for a minute. Then, without warning it swings open. Instead of another Agent, a woman walks in. And not a tall, muscular Agent woman, either. This woman is wearing white heels, dangling earrings, a snow-white blouse, and over that a deep blue jacket. She has piercing, almost unnaturally blue eyes, and a ponytail of dark brown hair that goes all the way down to her ankles, tapering down as it goes. She pulls one of the floating spheres out from inside the jacket, and drops it into the air. It falls a few inches, slows to a stop, and floats up to hang in midair between Vadim and the woman. She crosses her arms over her chest and leans onto one leg, as if making a ball float in midair was perfectly normal.
"Hey. There's something inside that ball. I want you to get it out."