Illyana listened, wide eyed, to Lucien's explanation. She had never heard of anything like this before, and was shocked to find out that he had heard of others who had experienced what she had. All this time, she thought she was alone aside from her twin, and now she knew that was not the case. These three were special in their own ways, it stood to reason that there were others out there with all sorts of abilities that were...abnormal or even superhuman.

It lightened her load a little as well to hear something so reassuring. Not only did she not scare Lucien and the others, but they knew something about her abilities and could possibly help her control them. The vision that she'd had about them made much more sense now, and the realization finally settled that she was meant to meet them and be here. She knew she was meant to find her sister as well, there was only the matter of time to deal with...

[color=598527]"That sounds similar...yeah."[/color] She said, nodding. Her parents were religious and therefore kept her away from anything that they deemed "inappropriate" by the laws of nature and God. Many of the teachings she had received growing up about morals were based on religion as well, and she had followed these tenants her whole life. Although, despite her young age, she knew that not all of it could be trusted or true. How could it be that her parent's actions were condoned by God and her birth was not? He had made her this way, hadn't he? She had mentioned seers and prophets in the bible to her parents, but only twice. The first time, her father had simply ignored the question. When Illyana had mentioned it to her mother, the woman grew angry and told Illyana that she was not to compare herself to scripture. Her deformity was entirely different, an abomination that must be kept hidden. They never said anything about The Devil, Hell, or demons, but she knew that her mother was thinking it, and she didn't have to be a mind reader to guess at it either.

[color=598527]"I'd like to...to learn."[/color] In fact, the girl's favorite past time was learning and teaching herself facts about the world. [color=598527]"Do you...know anyone who has these 'visions'? Someone who can help me...figure out what they mean?"[/color] She said, her tone somewhat desperate. She assumed that Lucien would have mentioned if they did, but she couldn't help but ask. She looked at Faolan as she felt him shift in response to her question, but he was only shaking his head. 

This was disappointing, but she hadn't expected much. Her visions and dreams were often vague or very symbolic and she had a hard time deciphering what they meant. She didn't always see people as they were, in time, or in the future or past. Sometimes when she touched objects she saw cryptic things that made no sense. Sometimes she saw horrors the likes of which the mind of a child could not bare to comprehend, and sometimes she saw flashes and images: a hairbrush, a duck in a pond, a man on a bench, a bloody knife, and a baby's bassinet. Things that seemed totally unrelated, all in a row. She could never begin to figure out what these things meant on her own, not with the books she had access to.

The Irishman had known of a seer in his town as a lad, a woman who claimed to be in touch with the "other side". Growing up, he had been told to avoid her at all costs, she was touched by Satan and therefore unsafe for him. However, she was the only person who he could think to go to after he had woken up in the midst of the massacre of his family. She had helped him understand his "curse" as she called it, helped him with learning the basics about what he was and how his life would have to be if he wished to continue living it. He owed her his life, for without her he would have had no choice but to end himself or risk hurting others. 

She couldn't help now, though, and at the time Faolan had not asked about her abilities when he had the chance. First of all, she was back in Ireland, and secondly, she was almost 60 years old when he had met her for the first time in person and she must be long gone now.