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[color=afeeee]"You continue to define me by your standards labeling me as if you understand me then you once more attempt to enforce your views of right and wrong in me, to assert dominance.

I refuse to submit, I refuse to play.

Beat me I am helpless, but remember this will not remain the case as long as I live. It changes nothing.

I will not attend the funeral of Pixie a girl I didn't know and am accused of being in part responsible for's death. Force me to attend and I will be forced to display at what you consider a sacred ritual my own observation that it is like bidding farewell to organic disposal.

I don't care when I die what is done with my body or if tears are shed in my memory, in fact I would consider it a waste of your time because I shall be no more, kaput!

I could careless if you turned my  corpus over to Necro pervs."[/color] Says Drifter with all the emotion scrubbed cleanly away from every word.

Gone now is the unnecessary personal of Jesse as Drifter begins queuing up every scrap of mental processing to various stratagem or specialized Willpower charges.

She is in effect blind to her domain but her memory and focus substitute normal observations that serve as models of predetermined events which will be acted on the moment her power returns.