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Though he was curious about this "Miiba", and whatever reincarnated pixie that had apparently been through here-- protecting Danny took priority.  By the time the redhead had even begun to move toward Danny, Jason was already in position to intercept the imminent charge.

In terms of a distraction.... Well, could there anything more distracting than a giant glowing mass suddenly grappling your face while yelling directly into your brain?

Launching himself into the boy's face, Jason lightly activated [b][Ghost Touch][/b]; the goal was to distract the kid-- not hurt him. As he attempted to wrap himself around the young man's head, he spoke directly into the mind of Danny's assailant with an [b]amplified[/b] cast of [b][Telepathy][/b], [color=darkred][b]"If we were demons-- you would have just gotten yourself killed kid.... Stand down."[/b][/color] 

His tone was cold and commanding, the tone of voice one might hear when being told off by a Vietnam veteran before a bar fight-- the kind of tone that didn't just demand respect, but tore it straight out of your damn hands and scarfed it down like a stolen cookie.