[sub][hr][/sub][COLOR=#81CFFF][indent][sub][B][i]Location:[/i][/B] [COLOR=#BFD7D7][I]Angel City, Heaven's Rest Cafe [/I] - [I]October 25, Friday[/I][/COLOR][/sub][sup][right][b][i]Event:[/i][/b] [COLOR=#BFD7D7][I]First Meeting[/I][/COLOR][/right][/sup][/indent][/color] There was something different about about the little miss magical detective, and it wasn't the fact that she was obviously a lot poorer than any of the others. She seemed to be a completely different person from who she was before. [i]"Could it be that her mind itself has fractured due to dimensional distortion? Or perhaps it is just completely psychological and the power fading caused her to revert to a timid mouse?"[/i] The Entity thought as she observed her. Once a person had the ability to attune themselves to the monster's frequency, which gave them the powers to fight, usually the mind, being attuned, also was able to process everything that had happened even after everything was reset by a monster's destruction. In rare cases though, a human mind might not be able to process the information and reject it as soon as their body went back to normal, which created a separate personality between the magical and normal sides of person. Such individuals tended not to be able to function properly as a warrior and usually met a swift end to the monsters. Hopefully this was not the case for the beggar girl. [indent][color=1a7b30]”Hey. Looks like you want something over there, am I right? If so, pick something and I’ll get if for you this time.”[/color][/indent] "Oh? You would be so [color=f6989d]gen[/color]erous? To realize what I wanted did you receive the power of [color=7bcdc8]mind[/color] reading as well?" The Entity joked, knowing that such a power was not one the young man had, plus the powers were deactivated for now anyway. "Well then I will not sp[color=f26522]urn[/color] your most wonderful offer! Then I will ch[color=a187be]oooo[/color]ose...that!" With a flourish it pointed at the brightest baked good that could be seen, a gigantic, cream-cheese and fruit topped tart about the size of a small cake. The tart was absolutely shiny with glaze all over it, keeping the fruit firmly in place on top. The Entity's eyes sparkled, quite literally for a second as she took in all the tart's glory. While the Entity knew about currency, it didn't exactly take into account the amount of money a typical high school student might be willing to part with, or even have on hand; thankfully there was smaller sized tarts of the same kind nearby if he decided to wimp out.