When squad comes out

Upgrades

Mark's POV
I've had plans to do this, but no situation like the one we had last Saturday ever arose. Leading them up to the bush again, I smiled at their surprise at finding out that it wasn't a dirty old ladder but a nice neat set of white stairs leading down hiding under the dirt ridden trapdoor. As usual, I was the last one down, and at the end of the stairs, taking a tablet off of the wall beside, I make out animated murmurs. In its current state the room was, asleep, per se. Electric Blue neon lights lined the edges of the walls, they illuminated only but a portion of my project with John. I smile as I stare down at the mundane glow of the tablet in my hands, after a moment of tapping, I swipe up and the level of lighting rose from not just the current neon but other sources of bright white light.
'Jesus, Mark!' Hannah whispers,
'This is amazing!' Breaths Lucy,
'Fuckin' peng,' smiled Lewis
'Right, who wants a tour?' I proffer,
'Please,' came the response, almost skipping ahead I turn and face them,
'So, now you see the reason I want to be an architect,' I grin, panning my arm out towards the room,
'Yep,' came Ben's response, 'you are a true Asian!' He jokes, I hope. And with that, I began the explanation of what had happened to the place.

I built The room as a means of just recreational training for the group. I went for the plain old underground, swiftly built, concrete HQ feel. Quite exact, I know. But after a while of seeing them test their powers out, it kinda seemed out of place watching them pound at the very rudimentary system of an un-patented neuro-technological machine. Made by John of course, and designed by yours truly too. The room, as it is known, currently had white, future-like panelling, it gave it a clean look and it was also a new breed of alloy conceived by John, other than the curved corners, the artificial skylight and the neon-lighting comes my overall favourite aesthetic. On most of the walls save the rounded corners were, "mist-falls", waterfalls around the room but the water was in the form of a thick mist, made so by a system made by, John. His power is really getting on his modest side.