Xander nudged the red glass stone away from the cluster of yellow ones, humming as he did so. A moment later, filled only with his humming and the whir of the ancient a/c unit, a blue stone slid toward a green cluster, a nearly invisible tendril of darkness around the stone. The white haired teen, sitting under a shelf built into the wall, flapped one of his hands, moving a yellow stone from the green cluster to the other yellows.<br/><br/>He made a distressed noise as his stones were sent clattering across the room by a pair of off white shoes, Exalt hissing in anger inside his head. The white scrub pants was enough indication that it was one of the few male nurses of the facility. The man grunted in irritation as he crawled out from under the shelf, gathering the stones. "What are you doing in here? Aren't all of you lot supposed to be in the rec room?" The nurse demanded.<br/><br/>Xander ignored the man, picking the stones up. He was reaching for the last green stone, that had bounced under a bookshelf, when a hand griped his shoulder. He managed to close his hand around the stone before he was hauled to his feet -painfully- by his shoulder. He tried to tug away, wincing when it just made the man's fingers dig into his shoulder further.<br/><br/>"Rec room, now." The man ordered, pushing him forward. Xander put the stone in the bag with the others, tugging the drawstring tight and putting the bag in his hoodie pocket as the man reached for it.<br/><br/>"No." He stated, eyes tracing the lines in the tiles on the floor. He jerked away from the man as he started to push Xander forward, Exalt now growling in building anger. The teen shook his head, stepping away from the man further, mumbling, "No." Exalt pressed the matter further as the nurse mad a noise, gripping Xander's wrist and forcing him to walk behind him or be drag to the floor.<br/><br/>He rubbed his eyes with his free arm's sleeve as the fluorescent lights flickered before brightening. The direction they were heading had the sound of thumps and laughter echoing from it, the nurse unaware. When the man finally saw the source of the noise, a melee in the rec room, the man physically dragged Xander in his wake, the pain where the man's hand clamped around his wrist making his eyes water worse than the lights, even as the noise reached uncomfortable levels.<br/><br/>His wrist was released the second they were in the rec room itself, and Xander all but threw himself behind a barefoot girl, pulling his hood over his eyes, and pressing his hands over his ears as he muttered, "No, no, no."<br/><br/>The male nurse, half running across the room to assist his coworkers tripped, a nearly invisibly line of shadow snagging his ankles. The momentum practically threw him into the nearby pile of struggling bodies. There was a shriek of pain or fear, one that Xander heard even with his hands over his ears, and Exalt radiated smugness. The teen started rocking on his heels in the little room his wedged in position granted.