Isabella tries on various eyewear options and gloves till she has kinds she likes.

So does Nora! She's been quietly attentive throughout the orientation, but she absently hums a simple tune to herself while testing apparel.

"All set to go meet the team?" asks Monica once they look done. 

"Sure. How big a team is this?"

"Half a dozen regulars, not counting the part-timers, and you won't meet them all at once. Kendall's on vacation and Max is visiting another lab. Adrian and a couple of the others will be in the lab today, I think."

"Okay then." She can probably remember that many people. If she takes notes inside her sleeve.

Nora nods as well, and Monica leads the way to the lab proper. 

It's a much larger room, occupying most of the first floor of this wing. Heavy machinery stands in loose rows, encircled on the floor by yellow tape. Plates of steel and other materials are stacked against the walls, some intact and others in neatly-sliced fragments. There's a somewhat more open area to one side of the room, in which several engoggled and lab-coated individuals are gathered, excitedly fiddling with more portable tools, including what appears to be a modular device attached to a ceiling-mounted rail. 

"Hi everyone! Team, this is Nora Malden and Isabella Swan with the Pax Corps enrichment program. Isabella, Nora, these are my colleagues Krom Luang and Ramone, and our lab lead Adrian." She points to a middle-aged East Asian man and a tan-skinned fellow who looks in his early twenties, then to a wiry older man with short greying hair and a matching moustache. 

"Pleased to meet you both," nods Adrian, smiling. "We've all been looking forward to working with you." 

Nora pauses in the entrance looking utterly entranced, but starts and smiles when Monica says her name.

"Hi!" She closes her eyes for a moment to put notes in her sleeve.

"I filled them in on the basics, including safety protocol," Monica tells the team. "I didn't cover the testing plan yet, I figured you'd want do to that in person, Adrian?"

"Also it keeps changing as he gets more ideas," jokes Ramone. 

Adrian chuckles. "Yes, we're very excited about the opportunities for your respective powers."

"Oh! Isabella, what can you do? I was going to look you up in the In Skirts list but I got distracted by, um..." Nora gestures helplessly at the lab equipment. "...everything." 

"I stop things." She appears a pillow, maintains contact with it as she places it in the air and stops it, and sits on it, picking up her feet off the floor to cross her legs.

Nora's eyes widen and she grins. "That's so cool, I've never heard of that power before! I bet it's super useful, I was just reading the other day about how physical support is a major limiting factor in design for manufacturability —"

Ramone lets out a snort of laughter and Nora eeps into embarrassed silence. 

"Yes, that is one reason for our excitement," observes Adrian, a smile quirking the corner of his lips.

"It's one thing at a time, so you shouldn't do architecture with me as the keystone."

"It's more that holding a part steady takes a lot of clamps and such that get in the way of other work," Adrian offers. "But that won't be our first focus this week — we'll start with examining stress and deformation." 

"That's where you come in, Nora," adds Monica. "Sorry, I should have gone over your respective contributions in orientation, there was just a lot to cover. Microscopic vision, right?"

"Hmm? Oh, not quite — I see things. They can be far away, really small, or even in the past, though distance and time trade off pretty sharply and I need to be close to something to do microscopic or pastwatching."

Krom Luang lets out a low whistle. "Versatile." 

Nora nods emphatically. "I love it so much." 

"Oooooh that's a good one. Does it get you finer detail on your outfit or are you starscaping like the rest of us for that?"

"It helps a little, but I can't show what I see to a stylist, so it takes a while to get the patterns right. Later this summer I'm doing a stint with a professional designer who wants to do rapid prototyping, so maybe I'll get better at it!"

"Neat. My twin brother wants to be a stylist."

"Maybe we should chat!" 

"What are you doing in manufacturing," quips Ramone, "You should be a spy or something." 

"Who says I'm not?" counters Nora, then spoils the effect by putting a hand to her mouth and looking mortified. 

"Forensics for cops," she suggests.

"Long-term, yeah, probably something like that," Nora admits. "But I don't want to be stuck doing just that! There's too much else to try out first!"

"Speaking of, are you ready to hear the overall plan?" asks Adrian. 

"Hit me."