The others were all beginning to realize what must have been done to them, what must have been done to the whole world, and still continued. Most of them seemed like their new feelings were shining through without any restraint, Dean burning away the wall was quite telling. And he was immediately on the idea of releasing everyone else from the angels control. [I] I'll have to make sure he doesn't do something the rest of us will pay for. [/I] Robert thought to himself. He had to find out if he could read their minds, or maybe...

[I]-"FUCK that hurt"-[/I]

Robert pushed his minds eye out as fast as he could when he heard Vladimir's cursing. [I] Fucking idiot! [/I] He barely had time to notice the makeshift shrapnel flying in his direction. Only managing to lessen their speed, he still felt like someone had thrown the rock pieces at him. The pressure on his mind flared hot and he was forced to draw it close again. Apparently he'd have to keep watch of that guy as well, "true freedom", Dean didn't seem as big an issue after that remark.

[Color=ed145b]-Are you both planning on just rushing there and wreaking havoc? Blowing the place up maybe? [/Color] Robert said. Walking up beside Dean and Vladimir to look out towards the city. Pushing his awareness out to include them the weight in his head increased like a big rock. [b] What's in your mind! [/b] He had no idea if it would work, but hopefully they wouldn't notice either way, both of them seemed to have pretty straight-forward powers. Suddenly Roberts vision went bad, he was seeing double, no, triple. And he could feel himself, in more than one place, and there were taste and smell, and sounds, and [I] fuck, fuck, FUCK! [/I] It felt like his head was splitting, he had to rein his awareness in again, but which one was him!

Outwards, it only looked as if Robert Fields had frozen a bit in place, like when one stared at thin air for a moment before waking up again.