This sucks, she hates this, why is this happening, stop touching her! She forces herself to calm, swatting away the nausea and thoughts of violence against the clammy hands on her that threaten to rise to the surface. "Be quick about it, please."

They are, to their merit, very quick. To everyone's chagrin, there is a lot to do. Two soldiers at her sides (by some crink of regulation, both women) pat down every layer of clothes, carefully removing what they find, quickly describing it, and putting it inside ziplock bags, the one with the clipboard frantically scribbling all the while. Two more soldiers watch her extremities with great interest, as if they were expecting her to make a gesture and set them all on fire.

If she could set them on fire she would. That's her stuff.

After double-checking her pants, the searchers get a... certainly not comfortable, but better than zip-ties pair of handcuffs, and she's set on the floor. The one with the clipboard checks a watch and frowns, and they set off in a mild rush towards a large rectangular building set into the hill. They pass some secure-looking sliding doors and enter a sterile reception room.

Even the armed grunts have to check with the receptionist before processing Electra through whatever this is.

"Mr. Valefar is waiting for her at room one hundred and six."

No one seems happy to hear that. The two grunts directly guiding Electra, hands on her shoulders, take her to a door across the hall.

There's a man in the room.

The door closes behind Electra, as if the grunts couldn't stand to be there a moment longer than necessary. Aside from the gray metal door, everything is a bright white. Two metal chairs around a steel desk.

It's hard to focus. "Please, if you'll sit down." Eyes like black pearls.

He's wearing a suit. There's a card clipped on his coat pocket; "Valefar, Head of Instruction" and a picture of his face.

"Let's talk about you."

She hopes that by the end of all this, she'll remember to disarm the timer.

She closes her eyes.

"What do you want to know?"