[center][h3][color=ff8800]Asmund Gjanarsson[/color][/h3][/center]
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[color=ff8800]"Hey hey hey hey"[/color] came a voice behind the two that was betraying the basically inhuman stature of its owner, each of the words spoken out a bit louder than its predecessor in an attempt to achieve an attention-grabbing crescendo. [color=ff8800]"It seems that I should probably leave this place before I put the legal burden of being a witness in a case of homicide on myself. What do you two think ?"[/color]

It was with an halfway sarcastic tone and certainly not meant really serious, but an approval of the situation did look different, too. At least that was what Asmund was hoping for as he now indeed started walking away, slowly. That guy - he didn't know yet that he had already been assigned to be his future roommate - had done something very wrong, that was not in dispute for him. However the gifted didn't consider playing around with one's powers in order to intimidate and threaten others a good thing to defuse a situation either.

It was for this reason that he was holding back with his own assets. To be prudent, he didn't really go away. He just went to a place where he believed he could stay hidden while still being able to peek at developments himself.