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[color=SteelBlue][h3]Rave "The Shadow" Mallard[/h3]
Frixion Prime[/color][/center]

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As the door slid open, Rave immediately noticed a strange looking woman with crazy long hair and blue tinged skin speaking with the robotic proprietor of the store about the blade hilt in her hand. Passing the pair and leaving them be, the Spectre began looking at a shelf of curved energy blades, as well as several gauntlet based ones. If he was honest, the Psion could probably never let go of his katana, even if it was impractical for most types of combat in the Koprulu Sector. The carapace of a Zergling was tough enough to shrug off several Gauss rounds before finally giving, and never mind how strong a Roach's carapace was since it usually took two Marauders to bring one down, but every armor had a weakness, a joint or opening that could be exploited and used to put an end to it's wearer. And that was where the katana had excelled, as many dead Dominion marines and Zerg could attest to.

Still, it had sentimental value as being one of the few things that hadn't been remade a dozen times by Stetmann in an effort to improve it that Rave owned, and was his favorite weapon. That said, he picked up a hilt with a similar design to that of his katana's and activated the blade, an icy blue beam of plasma coming to life and ending at standard katana length, and he was convinced that he'd be buying an energy blade anyways. He turned about the same time as the robotic owner repeated his question and Rave frowned as the woman replied. [color=green]"You've never seen shuld-ah... you've never seen [i]steel[/i] before?"[/color]

Now, the Spectre hadn't seen the kukri knife stop a blade of pure plasma, so the owner's question did seem odd to him as well. Of course, he knew that if something exceedingly uncommon had happened, then the robot had good reason to question her. With a sigh, he flicked off the hilt and approached the pair, clearing his throat as the visor on his helmet raised up so that he could ensure better eye contact. [color=SteelBlue]"Ma'am, what he means is that something wasn't normal about the knife doing whatever it did. So I can better make a case, do you mind repeating whatever it was you did?"[/color] At this point, the robotic owner chimed in.

[color=Gray]"Her knife stopped the plasma blade from extending when it met the flat of the blade. Steel doesn't stop plasma!"[/color] Rave's eyes immediately narrowed at the bot. Normally he would say that AI and their robotic bodies couldn't have tone inflections that indicated underlying motives, but after dealing with the Protoss and learning of the Purifiers through Jim...

[color=SteelBlue]"Ma'am, is this true?"[/color]