Karl leapt up from the ground level to stand on the catwalk and inspect the new arrivals, who all waved happily at him.
"I thought that there were ten of you coming?" He asked.
"Security rejected five of us because of family political connections." One of the girls, a tomboy with a crew cut, replied.
Or perhaps that was a very effeminate boy?
Karl checked the system interface for the truth.
{Name} Marissa (Prefers Mark)
Well, that was easy enough. He should start just keeping the name overlays up over everyone. Oh, yes, that made his life so much easier.
"So, Mark. You're saying that they picked the five of you because nobody would miss you if you were stuck here for an indeterminate amount of time?"
The Acolytes looked panicked for a moment, then shook their head. "No, the other five had high-ranking Ministers for parents. The Royal Security team was concerned that they might pass information back to their families that could be leveraged in Parliament."
