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"Mmmhm... Honest... Sure!" Teagan's eyes were still full of mirth. With Alex sitting in the chair she felt like she was looming even more over her and her instinct was to slouch a bit, but she remembered her shoulder and Alex's scolding earlier so she stayed still. "Well... what you did just now, however adorable it was to watch, was also very sweet."

	She favored Alex with a soft smile. "I will never doubt your power, Alex, just like I never doubt the ferocity of a forest fire." She looked over her shoulder to where she supposed the armored epic had gone, and did wince as her scrape stretched in the process. She turned and locked eyes with Alex again. "More importantly. I'll never doubt your willingness to help a friend."

	Sure, Alex was on the trickster side and Teagan suspected she often tried to convince people she wasn't all that good. But she was. What she'd just witnessed had confirmed it for her. Fuck my shoulder. She bent a little, ignoring the zing of the stretching skin. A portion of a tattoo on the left side of her neck peaked from the high collar of her tailcoat, previously obscured by her cravat. "I'd be honored to count among your friends one day."@ihinka

"Mhmmm, yes. My power isn't all that powerful. I'm a support. Traveler. I move things, either by force or by cooperation," Alex said slowly. She glanced around, ensuring no one was looking out the window, and opened a doorway a few inches from the window. On the other side you could see mountains in the distance, large ones. "Those are the Himalayan Mountains. I tend to work side by side with the Rescue squad, often without their knowledge. I was at the Fitch building, actually."

She closed the doorway, gazing out the window without really seeing anything.

"But a friend? You may want to reconsider that decision and hope. I am an Epic, and an heir to the richest family in Epic City, who also happens to be the fifteenth richest in the world, and as you yourself said I'm an Imp," she continued quietly. "But I do not control your choices, nor does anyone else but yourself. If you're truly set on friendship, find me after tonight. It'll be a test, and a game."

Alex nodded to herself, opening a doorway and walking through out. It closed immediately after, and Alex found herself on the other side of the large room, looking at Spectrum.  Where did she get the rose from?
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