Rayon grinned. [color=a36209]"Super strength? Cool! I've got that too. but I've never tried jumping with it. I'll try it out later . . . right after I've had a nap. I don't think I can use bring anything out right now,"[/color] he said, flexing his hand casually. As he suspected, it was shaking from exhaustion; it wasn't a feeling he was new to, so he was used to moving despite it. [color=a36209]"Who's your mom though? I don't know any goddesses that give super strength . . ."[/color] he paused, before, raising his palms up as a form of apology. [color=a36209]"Oh but you don't have to answer that if you don't want to! It's probably a really secret thing right?" [/color]

[color=a36209]"Anyway, I'm Rayon Ducat! It's nice ta meethca Rhodri!" I hope we can be friends!"[/color] Rayon stretched out his right hand for a shake, revealing just as many scars as on his left, with an added feature; closer inspection of [i]this[/i] arm brought to light patches of skin that were a different color from the rest - they were lighter, pinkish, like . . . burn marks. If one had sufficient knowledge of medical science, then they'd probably recognize the scars as third degree burns, albeit faded with time as they healed.