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[i][color=ed1c24]Patience son. Patience is the key.[/color][/i] His father's words sounded through Noah's head as he waited. [color=ed1c24][i]Fish are a cautious, suspicious bunch. They may poke around a bit, and wait a while before they take a bite. The best fisherman is the patient fisherman, always waiting for the best moment to reel them in.[/i][/color] He slowed his silent, controlled breathing even further, relaxing his muscles into a more natural position. The intangible sense of existing started to fade around him, almost as though someone had turned off a switch in his head that sent out an "I am here" signal to everyone else. Noah did not so much as fade into the background as much as became a part of it. He was still easily seen, but if someone were not looking directly at him or for him, their eyes may pass right over him without ever noticing.

However, it seemed like he would not have to wait much longer, the soft sound of an unzipping bag filled the relative quiet as he tuned out the events on the other side of the bus. [color=00a651][i]So, someone is in there. Let's see what this is about.[/i][/color] Noah made no effort to move or reestablish his existence. He just watched, patiently curious as to what would happen next.