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

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Rave's silence seems to be more potent than the previous ones, even though he's not reaching out with his mind to pry at the unprotected ones around him. He takes another sip of his whiskey and resumes spinning it. When he does reply, it's not with words, but with a memory, from a time before Valerian Mengsk sat on the throne on Korhal. He was teaching a pair of new Spectres, helping them come to terms with their boosted psionic powers through physical combat. The result was a broken arm for the young man with strawberry blonde air and the audio for the memory begins partially through the conversation.

[color=Red]"-ot the first time this arm's been broken, teacher. I'm sure it probably won't be the last in a rebellion against that ass hole Mengsk. Besides, breaking the bone only makes it stronger, right?"[/color] Rave, as the memory is given a bird's eye view, shakes his head as he helps the young man to the medical bay aboard the [i]Hyperion[/i], taking care to avoid aggravating the injury.

[color=SteelBlue]"I'm sure that's what you've heard and been told. It's not what those who break bones constantly will agree with. We'll see how your arm is in a couple of months."[/color] A sort of fast forward seems to happen after that short bit and the same young man is in the middle of a sparring match when he winces in pain from a glancing blow from his partner, a short young brunette girl. Rave grimaces and calls for a halt as he approaches. [color=SteelBlue]"It's cracked, isn't it?"[/color]

Looking defeated, the red-headed boy nods. [color=Red]"It's been over a year since the break healed. Why does it keep cracking?"[/color] The answer was self explanatory as the memory left Akagalcia's mind. When she met Rave's gaze, he was as stoic as before.

[color=SteelBlue]"Don't let old idioms and turns of phrase fool you, Akagalcia. You WILL mend, but I'm willing to bet your skill with your abilities will never be the same again. So, with that said, I'm still interested in checking out this other place if you don't mind."[/color]