<span style="color: #FF80FF">“Alright,” </span>Kira said quietly, still eying all the curious devices around the room. She had hardly said a thing since entering the building. Kira set down her backpack phones, and heading a small sign on the chamber doors, kicked off her shoes before entering. The machine was large, and on the interior looked to be slightly larger than a toilet stall, illuminated by lights that cast a harsh azure blue within the chamber.  Both interior and exterior were covered in a decidedly medical looking off-white plastic casing. The doors slowly swung shut behind Kira who tentatively walked to the chair and sat down. With a final clamping noise the doors to the chamber were closed, leaving Kira in an eerie silence. The chamber was mostly plain, save for three metal strips that ran around the roughly cube shaped chamber’s walls at three different levels.<br/>Sitting in the chair, Kira could see through a pair of thick transparent panels into the room beyond where Casey stood. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat as the sound of machines in the walls became audible. A soft hum took the place of silence, soon joined by a few pops and groans of servos firing to life. Three louder bangs sounded in the confined chamber and Kira felt a faint heat touch her skin. The heat built, eventually becoming a mildly unpleasant itch. She figured she was supposed to ignore it so just closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. The itch rose in intensity, prickly heat darting all over her body. Kira involuntarily started to writhe in her seat, just as the itch seemed to increase in intensity until her skin seemingly vibrated with a constant hot sensation.<br/><span style="color: #FF80FF"><span style="font-style: italic">	“Oh!”</span></span>Kira gasped as the feeling now became familiar. Her hand darted to her right sleeve and she pulled it up. Sure enough her wrist was crisscrossed by the same lines of energy that formed when she activated her power. Anxiety began to surge its way into her chest, worried that her powers were activating. However, just as suddenly as the feeling had arrived, it disappeared. The itch was still there, but it too began to gradually decrease. A few bangs and whines from the machine around her seemingly signalled the end of the procedure.<br/>The doors unsealed with a thud and slowly opened. A wave of fresh air hit Kira’s face. She rubbed at her face as she stood up, finding it damp with sweat. She left the chamber, trying to make it appear like she wasn’t rushing to get out.