Mai wasn't sure when she passed out. Maybe it was when she felt a needle plunge into the back of her neck, or perhaps it was when an officer decked her on the back of her head after she was dragged out of Kasarov's sight. Either way, when she came back to, she was blinded by bright lights and her wrists were bound behind her back. She was tied to a chair, and she could feel restraints on her ankles as well. Where was she? Jerking her head around, she tried to look of a window, or a door, but everything was padded in a thick, white material, and she recognized what this was. It was just like her cell from the experiment camp. Before she could stop herself, she let out a blood-curdling scream. Her heart began to race faster than it should and she felt all the air leave her lungs. PTSD set in, and anxiety raised within her. Why was she back here? There was no way this was the same place, but without being able to see outside, she wasn't able to trick herself otherwise.<br/><br/>After several minutes, Mai calmed herself down just enough to notice that something about her had changed. The needles on her neck had been removed and there was that distant tingling in her hands. Now that the haze of sleep had passed, and the anxiety changed from panic to hyper-awareness, she noticed that she had her powers. A laugh escaped her lips. It was a strange, erratic laugh. It wasn't out of joy, but out of disbelief, or amazement, or fear. She began to laugh harder and harder until tears ran down her face. Who was stupid enough to remove her sensors and serums? Mai thought they were fucking stupid, but thanked them all the same. Still laughing, Mai channeled her power into her finger tips, and shot off a beam of ionized plasma at the wall behind her. She waited to hear an explosion, but it never came. Her laughing stopped. Turning her head as far it could go to look behind her, she saw that the wall was completely unharmed. It didn't look as if she had hit it at all. So again, she tried, pushing more power this time to make the blast bigger, and again her attack hit the padding and dissipated. "No, no, no," she mumbled.<br/><br/>Mai kept trying to release energy, each attack becoming more and more urgent and frantic. Something had to work. Mai tried different angles and harder attacks, but nothing worked. She was getting ready to hit the wall again when she heard a voice enter the cell. It was Kasarov. There was a speaker somewhere, but she couldn't answer him. She was panting at this point, and was too out of breath to get words out. He left regardless; she could tell when he didn't follow up on his question. He wanted her to comply. Like hell. Mai kept jerking around and now was trying to throw energy around carelessly. She tried pushing it out of her feet, out of her head, anywhere she could release her anger, and frustration, and poisoned energy out of her body. As soon as one burst had left her body, she sent another. Burst after burst of nuclear energy escaped her, and each attempt to do anything faded against the wall. Mai yelled out and she threw her body around trying to escape. In one final attempt, Mai felt herself explode, setting her body off like a nuclear warhead. This time, the walls shook, and the lights on the ceiling managed to flicker a bit... but that was it.<br/><br/>By the time Kasarov came back, Mai was on the floor. She had tipped her chair over, and was laying on her side. Her left arm was trapped under the chair since it was still tied behind her. Blood trickled out of her mouth where she had bitten her cheek at some point, and her teeth were stained red. Sweat made her skin glisten, and her hair draped over her face and stuck to her forehead. Kasarov's voice sounded over the intercom again, and Mai spat blood onto the white floor. It took her a moment to answer him again. Her answer was breathy as she panted her words out, but her voice held no anger, or fear. She had managed to exhaust herself, and any violence that flickered across her face or behind her eyes disappeared quickly. "I'm... ready.. to come out now," she huffed out. "Just, get me off the fucking floor, please."