[center][h1][color=Steelblue]Abel "Abe" Parker[/color][/h1][/center][hr]

Abel used the hem of his black muscle shirt to wipe the blood from his nose. He sat against the wall, pulling his right knee close to him and propping his elbow on it while laying his long left leg in front of him. [color=SteelBlue]"Hi, Stasya."[/color] He said when they greeted. He swept his hair out of his face as they talked for a second. When Irina mentioned a mental link, Abel sighed shortly. He swallowed and the shook his head. 

The moment he felt a shift in his mind, he knew they were connected. It felt like an attack was lingering at the edge of his mind, but now it was just constant and irritating. He felt a slight twinge of pain, and he could tell it was oscillating from Irina. 

[color=Steelblue]"If I can feel the voices, then the two of you might feel my technopathy. Trust me, Rina, you don't want to be in my head when that comes."[/color] Abel said, trying to convey his reservations. [color=SteelBlue]"So I don't know about a link. It's dangerous. I might be tough, but I almost passed out the first time I felt it."[/color] He didn't say it out loud, nor did he recognize that every thought was now visible to Irina, but in the back of his mind, he echoed, [i][color=SteelBlue]"I don't want you to have to go through that. I can't put you through that..."[/color][/i]

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