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Jessica walked into coffee shop somewhere on the Riviera wearing clothing which she'd obtained at a donation box in Omaha Nebraska. She thought they made her appear like the many collage students which roamed Europe this time of year and judging by the stares of the men and a few of the women there they also gave her some degree of sex appeal.

She sat down at one of the public Internet terminals and fained using a credit card to swipe the machine using her ability to recreate magnetic fields to simulate the information on a young woman's card who drove an expensive sports car an would likely never notice so small a charge. 

Several people near her smiled when she allowed a giggle to escape as she imagined her trainers back on Lively Island's faces if they saw how she now used her fine control for petty fraud.

She began by running a search the combined Politics, Laws and Meta using her ability to consume text data at a staggering pace an what she was reading wasn't pretty. The government's of the world almost as a whole were passing laws an signing treaties that made being Meta little better than being a criminal. Beyond the laws Jesse began seeing how some governments had been simply executing people like herself or forcing them to be slaves of the state. 

So distracted was Jessica that when a girl behind her commented on how fast she was reading it startled her causing the Internet in the cafe to go down.

Knowing that if the Squints were looking for her that her lapse of control could lead them to her Drifter stood and just walked out.

Another woman about 25 walked out behind Jesse. She had blue black hair and dark hazel eyes an was smiling when she said [color=BC8F8F]"Please don't fly away Jesse I'd like to talk to you.

My name is Elliott Sinclair and you and I share similar genetic traits. "[/color]

Jessica turned to face this Sinclair woman in case she was either...well in case she was a foe. considering how off the reservation she was Jess couldn't count on many friends

[color=afeeee]"Okay Elliott it's your two penny's spend them"[/color] she said gently

The other woman laughed then pursed her lips controlling herself a moment before speaking
[color=BC8F8F]"First off big fan, I loved reading about the Pink Angel and how refreshing you are; not many people much less Meta go out of their way to help with mundane events like stranded motorists.

My ability is sort of lame as a life saving, take down the bad guy  ability though if you ever need a language translated, code broken or a window to the past I'm your girl.[/color] 

Jessica looked at Elliott and relaxed a little as the gears of logic turned the information she'd just received into something like a workable plan

[color=afeeee]"So if we were to go to a place where there occurred a traumatic event such as a suicide you could see it?"[/color]

Elliott paused a few moments before answering as she weighed the potentials
[color=BC8F8F]"Yes that and if you are holding my hand I can illuminate the event so that you can see it as well but if this concerns someone close to you I'd caution against it.

I can see how resent events have affected you and frankly you out of control is spooky considering who you are. 

If you want to know if it was actually suicide I can tell you if it was and if it wasn't I can help show you those responsible. Of course I feel that doing that might make me party to a crime of revenge but I also think till you know the truth you might be even more dangerous.

We can take my car there, I know you prefer to fly but you might be spotted so alternate transport might be best; we can be there tomorrow around noon standard."[/color]

While listening to Elliott Jesse caught a paranoid twinge 
[color=afeeee]"How do you know where we're going?"[/color] asked Jesse suspiciously 

Elliott laughed her dark hazel eyes dancing then said 
[color=BC8F8F]"I'm not called Retro because of my style choices. I can look back along your time line and see the most powerful events without trying and this event is pivotal.

I'm not working for anyone except myself and it isn't cash that drives me; that I can get hunting runaway pets for the wealthy and not become a ward of the state. Normally I'd work on this behind the scenes but I have a mildly uncomfortable feeling that left to your training your solution would be more militant.

As I said I'm a huge fan an keeping you out of trouble my civic service."[/color]