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

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Rave was confused by her question as he continued his search, not sure why he should feel pain, and it showed on his face. [color=SteelBlue]"This was a part of me from the moment I was born, though control didn't come until I was eighteen. While it's been difficult learning, it was never painful."[/color] He grins wryly. [color=SteelBlue]"Well, for me anyways."[/color] As he searched though, he noticed her wince as she performed a task akin to pyrokinesis, though clearly it's nature was different. He reached out towards her as he noticed the subtle pressure being applied subconsciously from her to himself and winced when he touched it and felt her pain.

Suddenly he could see why it was inconvenient for her. Withdrawing from all the minds for the time being, he ate a couple more fries and took several bites of his burger in silence, thinking. What was so different between here and where she was from that something she did with practiced ease in her memories was suddenly such an incredibly difficult task; hell almost insurmountable obstacle if he was honest about it. [color=SteelBlue]"What precisely happened to you when you were left here to change things so much for you?"[/color]