Stella looked at the other girl as she steadied her. She's still so dazed, especially with the new surroundings. Blood warp? What the hay is a blood warp? What does she mean not have her esper ability any more? Stella moves after Vanessa after her brain registers what the other girl said. "Wait, what do you mean control blood?" There's a slight note of panic in Stella's voice. What had been done to her? And why? She gets the control blood part just not what she supposed to be able to do it with it.<br/>****************************************************************************<br/>Jonathan Gunner Blankson, aka Blank, sat waiting in the interogation room for the judgement officer to arrive. He fidgets with his left hand black leather glove as he waits. They had been the only personal possesion he had been allowed to keep in the correctional center. After about another ten minutes of waiting the Judgement officer finally comes into the room.<br/><br/>"Hello Jonathan. I hope you've been informed of our offer." The stern gray haired slightly over weight officer sits across the table from Blank.<br/><br/>"Blank. My name is Blank," he huffs back. "And yes, I know about judgement's deal. Work with Judgement's officers to help clean up the cess pool in Tetrapolis and with every criminal put away my sentence is reduced." Blank personally thinks it would b stupid to turn down the offer. He would be watched like a hawk, but at least he would still have three squares a day and a roof over his head that didn't leak.<br/><br/>The judgment parole officer sat waiting patiently for Blank to answer. "You already know what I'm going to say so can we just go meet whoever you guys are sticking me with," he snaps impatiently, messing with his glove again.<br/><br/>The officer smiles and gets up from his chair. Blank hopes his "partner" isn't to much of a stiff.