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[color=d4af37][b]Location:[/b] Sidewalk[/color] [b]|[/b] [color=d4af37][b]Interaction:[/b] [@The Man Emperor][/color][/center]

	"[color=d4af37]Breakfast,[/color]" Rafael repeated.  It was a good idea, especially after a night of drinking.  He also noted mention of a hospital.  "[color=d4af37]Alright, Z-Man, since you insist, I'm happy to let you treat me to some grub,[/color]" he announced, choosing his words carefully.  "[color=d4af37]And then, maybe after, we can-[/color]"  Rafael was shoulder was checked by a passerby going in the opposite direction on the sidewalk.  "[color=d4af37]Ow, bro! Watch where you're going,[/color]" he shouted back at the pedestrian who appeared to ignore him entirely as he continued on his aggressive stroll.

	Rafael rubbed his arm, trying to dull the smartness of the pain.  As he did so, a gradual realization crept upon him.  That [i]hurt[/i].  A car hitting him at full speed did nothing yesterday, but a shoulder check from some asshole on a walk inflicted pain.  It was becoming very clear that Raf's pool of knowledge, in terms of understanding his new abilities, was incredibly shallow.

	"[color=d4af37]Huh,[/color]" he grunted at the realization.  "[color=d4af37]Anyway, I'll follow your lead, Z-Man.[/color]"