Change in the waters

[Brilliance Gideon]

"This is going to be a fun day. Experiments, coffee, laffy taffy and anime. What more could a girl ask for?"

That voice was followed by an entrance into a science laboratory. A littering of vials, liquids in said vials and specimens floating in liquid containment devices could be found everywhere here. The researcher that just came into the room carried in her arms a stack of paperwork and vanilla colored folders. These folders contained information on various students. Rarely did many get any kind of access to personal files for fear of abuse of information unless of course those files were used for discipline, relocation and research. There were those hired by this institution to perform said research.

A pair of blue high heeled shoes made a clicking sound against the floor. A white lab coat flowed with the wind that was being created by rapid movement. There was a blue skirt attached to vanilla colored skin and a yellow shirt. Whomever this was they certainly didn't understand what the term color code came from. A more feminine figure revealed the easier statement even more with pink colored lipstick and red eye shadow. It would appear that this woman wanted to make herself into a life size box of Lucky Charms.

"So, lets see who the victim is today," she said to herself. The woman took a seat at a desk located inside of the lab. The name plate read, "Professor Brilliance C. Gideon." Well, that explained things. No, it didn't explain the laboratory as much as it explained the horrible choice in clothing. Brilliance was busy attempting to line things up for a research project she started a while ago. She took a hiatus from her job on extended vacation to pursue this research grounded in her theory about metahumans. She believed that one's power manifests itself based off of personality. If she could prove her theory to be fact that would change a lot of perceptions about metahumans. But most importantly her research, if proven to be true, could change the way metahumans, especially the dangerous ones, are dealt with.

[Aryana Darcy]

It was once again time for powers evaluations, or that was what Rya was assuming. With graduation rapidly approaching, it seems they are becoming more and more frequent. With the increased frequency, her annoyance increased along with it. They were preparing the kids for the real life and ensuring that their powers will not manifest unless they mean for them to. In a society that was primarily human, the meta-humans basically had to hide themselves. It was a depressing concept, really.

She reached the office of Professor Gideon, wearing her Led Zeppelin tee and black skinnies. She knocked on the door that she was supposed to into, and was greeted by the sight of a woman who obviously splattered makeup on her face and called it a day. Rya tried to be polite and didn't comment on it, and instead moved to the middle of the room.

"Aryana Darcy," She introduced herself with a physical cringe. "Grade Twelve."

[Brilliance Gideon]

If she were honest with herself there was nothing but excitement about this young lady. For a week Brilliance wanted to interview and assess this individual's psychological and ability status. While she understood that some of her methods were considered to be quite strange and unorthodox she was willing to take the risk of freaking this student out. Then again, most students had a tendency of avoiding this woman. She just prayed that the young lady before her didn't take the same action. This research, in terms of the professor's goals, was absolutely vital. Thus far she hadn't had a chance to interview someone who could control water. That was why this particular resident's assessment had as much importance as any other part of the research. Since water was the one liquid that was either the most abundant or at least number two to control such a force was something worth delving into.

"Coming!" Professor Gideon went to the door and answered. It was Aryana Darcy; just the person she needed to see. While she didn't bother to introduce herself the subject did so in return. "Such good manners and a nice looking young lady. Isn't it funny how such a delicate one can wield such a mammoth force at the flick of a wrist?" she thought to herself. Brilliance just hoped that the young lady couldn't utilize some kind of mind reading power. That would have been a disaster in her opinion. "No need to be so formal," she said.

The professor took a seat at a chair behind her desk. A smile went across the professor's face. Brilliance stood up and placed her hands on the desk. Her fingers and palms were flat. This was a psychological tool she utilized quite often. She figured if the young lady could see her hands perhaps there would be no need to feel defensive. She wanted the subject to feel as comfortable as possible.

"Lets make a deal. You can call me Brilliance. I don't mind. I'm not like other staff members but in return I get to call you Aryana. I know that is a weird request as any staff member would have just done so without asking but I have this undying need to be fair," she said. This was the professor's attempt at reaching some sort of common ground and prove that she was a cool adult. In truth Brilliance wasn't much different from a child. "If that much is alright with you then I'd like to know how your day went. Don't worry. This isn't a visit to the shrink. I'm only taking notes because it's absolutely necessary. I'll even let you read what I write," she said.

Again, the whole goal was to make this person feel comfortable. Brilliance allowing someone to read her notes was rare. For a scientist who rarely shared information with anyone to allow someone to read any manuscript she jots down had to have shown some degree of dependence if Aryana knew anything about the woman. She retrieved a notebook with the words, "Personality and Metahuman Correlations." A pen that had random animation graphics all over it was used to write on a page with Aryana Darcy's name at the top and even the current date.

[Aryana Darcy]

Immediately, the girl's gaze went cold. Only for a moment, though, as her birth name had always caused her to shut off. No, her name was not Aryana, it was Rya. "If we are going to act as if we are familiar with one another by speaking on a first name basis, do call me Rya." The Brit didn't even say 'if you'd please.' Because that would mean she was giving an option, and Rya most clearly was not giving an option.

However, the next question caught her off guard. Was this woman... alright? This was a power evaluation, yes? They usually did not sit down for a cup of tea and a convenient chat. They gave instructions and evaluated. This woman wasn't doing any of that.

"Alright, I suppose. Still cold as hell, so I went to the training room for a good boxing session. Why?"

Why did she even reveal that much?