[hr][h1][i][color=fff200]Mika Baozai[/color][/i][/h1]
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Oh dear, what does she have here? It appears that Mika was joined by one of the stranger denizens of this island. She didn't know his name... she never bothered to take the time to ask it. Not that anyone really would. Mika wondered what her father would think of Harmon. Oh wait, Harmon would be a prime example of the Savior's [i]pure[/i] cause! Someone who's life was ruined by Superpowers. Heh. Every time she heard the words "superpowers", she just couldn't help but crack a smile. She grabbed her cup of fresh, hot, green tea, and took one, long, sip. A slight grin on her face. She kept drinking it for several long seconds, going into the tens. With Harmon in her brown eyes, she didn't break eye-contact with Harmon for one second. While it looked like she was staring him down, she was actually poking into that mind of his. How her telepathy worked was that she would have to dig into his mind, shift through his thoughts, until she found what she wanted. It was like the mind was a library, and she wanted to find a specific book. Only thing was that every library was different, and Harmon's was... "[i]crowded[/i]".

[sub][i]Pleasedon'tbemean...[/i][/sub]

This thought was far more intense than his other surface thoughts. So, like a loud sound, it drowned out his other thoughts. Mika put down her cup of tea, mildly annoyed that this fool would interrupt her progress - she also had drunk almost all of it. Though, that grin got even bigger. [i]What? I don't bite.[/i] She quietly laughed to herself. Though that smile quickly turned upside down once she got a good look at his hands. Never mind the fact that he looked like a freak, those [i]hands[/i]. Atrocious! Simply offensive. [i]Those hands are disgusting. I should cut them off.[/i] Mika mused to herself. She was going to continue prying into his mind, ignoring the insult presented to her. She shifted through his mind (Fortunately he didn't have any disgusting sexual thoughts - he was strange, however), until she found what she was looking for. A name.

[i]Harmon Rottlage[/i].

... Nope, no. Mika has never heard that name before. Odd. It was so.... unusual... that it sound have stood out. Perhaps Mika could find someone with perfect memory so she wouldn't have to deal with these problems. Either way, she had a strange and unusual person before her (With ugly hands). That's what arose her curiosity the most. It was the biggest oddities that held the biggest secrets. [color=fff200]"Hello, Harmon..."[/color] Mika casually stated. Forgetting the fact that she just told him information that she extracted from his brain. Without permission. [color=fff200]"I'm simply just waiting for the assembly to begin. What brings you around these parts?" [/color]

Mika detected a faint psychic presence nearby, but choose to ignore it.

She had nothing to hide, and if they weren't willing to show themselves, then they were most certainly not worth Mika's time.