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Word Count: 819 (+2 exp) 
[u]Level[/u]: [b]3[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 81/30
[b]Location[/b]: Dystopiascape - Midgar; Suoh[/center]
After checking out the gym, running back to the battlefield to snag those leftover spirits, and then meeting up again at Musubi's, Pit climbed into Goldlewis' hummer in the parking lot with the rest of the group to discuss the plan going forward. Ingratiating themselves to Psych-OSF was looking to be a more long-term plan, as a number of the Seekers had expected. Pit wondered how the other half of the Midgar team was doing while the Secretary of Absolute Defense prepared his rundown.

He reiterated the information about Luka, the Psych-OSF agent they'd be meeting with in just a few minutes. A big shot in the organization, or connected to one anyway, even though he appeared no older than a pre-teen boy.

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Me and him both,"[/color] Pit commented once Goldlewis brought up Luka's age, reminding the rest of the Seekers that Pit, a non-human, was older than he seemed despite the childish looks and equally childish personality. 

They went over the goals of their dinner plans and the preferred outcome, which included sending a few of them off into the psychic organization's base. So they needed no only more info, but to convince the guy they were meeting with to take the volunteers back to base with him. [i]'Play it cool,' yup, can do![/i] As for those going to join the Psych-OSF, he gave them a smile.

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"You guys will be fine, just stick together,"[/color] the angel offered as encouragement. When the fusion process started for Peach and Sakura, Pit shifted in his seat and spread his wings to further block the light from filtering out of the windows on his side of the hummer. Being in such close quarters, he shielded his eyes from the process and only blinked them open again once it was over. They hadn't gone through any major changes on the outside, but on the inside their brain must have morphed or... whatever it was that actually gave people PSI. 

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Can you tell what psychic powers you got?"[/color] he asked out of curiosity, more cavalier than one of the other boys in the car. Pit looked to Roxas, tilting his head at they Keyblade wielder's thoughts on fusing. Pit's spirit misgivings had been about the original owners of said spirits, while Roxas was more concerned about the person fusing with them. He hadn't thought about that!

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Huh..."[/color] Pit turned back to Peach, considering Roxas' words. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Well this doesn't have to be permanent, right? Can you still take spirits out of people, Princess?"[/color] She said that she could, so Pit let the subject drop for now as well. He'd yet to go through the spirit fusion anyway, so he didn't know how it felt, but if was to help people he was sure he wouldn't have the same reservations as Roxas.

After that the Seekers all exited the vehicle to head inside. Pit offered an arm or a wing to help the brand new psychics adjust, steadying the princess before she stumbled all the way to the ground. Earlier he'd said that they didn't have to rush getting psychic sight, but if the difference was so much that the transition was that hard on new psychics' eyes (or mind?)... it made Pit really curious as to what it looked like! 

The restaurant's interior was simple and modern, so not very exciting to look at unless there were some cool unseen psychic stuff going on. There probably was. Pit followed the whole crew to the table Luka was seated at. Greetings started, and so did the off-hand comments.

[i]What the heck, Midna![/i] Pit would have facepalmed if he wasn't already reaching out to return Luka's handshake. 

The angel gratefully took a paper menu, looking it over. He quickly realized that all of the options were printed with no photos on either side, so he put it down on the table and looked over at all of the other diners to see what they were eating, intending to choose like that. Everything looked good, even the tempura, but needless to say he wouldn't be picked that. Too many close calls with those wizards. However, the food was secondary to why they were really here.

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Um, yeah, nice to officially meet you? My name's Pit,"[/color] Pit said Luka, his voice suddenly getting stilted as he over-focused on "playing it cool." He only barely remembered the cover story for his own identity they'd been given hours ago, most of the information flying right out of his head at that moment. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"It's cool to meet someone as. [sub]Uh,[/sub] famous...? [sub]As...[/sub]"[/color]

[i]Wait, is he supposed to be famous?[/i] 

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"I mean, as good at their job as you! Which is monster-fighting and those other things you could fill us in on."[/color] 

[i]There we go. That's why I'm the cooler Pit. Take that, Pittoo.[/i]

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]" 'Cause... our psychic friends wanna join up and help, so... uh, they are curious?"[/color]

[i]Oh yeah. Nailed it.[/i]