Night 43: West Wing, South Hall 1-A

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The halls were empty so far, which was probably a good sign. Suzaku was hoping to get a move-on quickly, so they could hurry up and get Yuffie's sword made. The first night he'd been here, he'd been pulled back to his bed the instant he made it outside, so they'd have to move fast if they wanted to make any decent progress. And right now he couldn't afford to focus on anything but just that, making progress.

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"And others with unique abilities, I think." Abe smiled, overly wide, and touched his chest. "I'm Abe Sapien, we communicated over the bulletin board. I don't recall your name but I saw your face when I did a psychometric reading of your note." It seemed more convenient to get these things out of the way beforehand, before people became paranoid about what he knew and how.

He carefully shut the door behind him and stepped towards Raz, flicking his flashlight back and forth along the length of the hallway.

[razmaspaz.livejournal.com]

Psychometric reading? Raz had never heard of that before... And how was that possible? He had read every issue of True Psychic Tales that ever existed! When Porky was talking about people from other worlds, was this what he was talking about?

"Yeah, I think I remember you," he replied. "I'm sorry for not replying to you earlier, I was kinda busy with other thin- ooh!" Raz's eyes lit up; maybe as a psychic, Abe would appreciate this! "Actually, I'm going to the Sun Room to have a psychic duel! You wanna come and watch?"

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"A duel?" Abe asked, cocking his head to the side. "What do those entail? What...exactly would I be watching?" A battle taking place between minds wouldn't be that visually stimulating.

If he'd been more of an active psychic rather than a passive one and in a less weakened state, he'd have asked to come along just to protect them. Raz seemed very young to be getting into something so dangerous. But perhaps he had the wrong idea of it and it was just a harmless frivolity that would not turn a child's brain into mush.

[razmaspaz.livejournal.com]

"Well," Raz began to explain, "there would probably be a lot of PSI-blasts- err, which are psychic lasers, basically. And we would be using shields to guard ourselves and stuff, maybe levitate around or pick things up with our minds... Really, it's just like a regular duel with swords or fists, but in a psychic duel, your only weapon is your mind." He tapped his head lightly with his finger to illustrate his point.

"So, whaddya say, Abe? Interested?"

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"Oh, you mean like telekinesis!" That sounded far safer for children than pillaging each other's minds. Psi-blasts were also foreign, but he supposed one might heat the air at a certain point in a straight line making it similar to a laser.

Abe shook his head. "I appreciate the offer, but I was planning on exploring further tonight. Perhaps another time?" It did sound quite exciting.

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"Oh..." Raz said with a tinge of disappointment. It would have been nice to hang around a psychic that wasn't a psychotic math fanatic, but there was only so much he can have, he supposed. The boy shrugged. "Well, suit yourself. I'd explore around too if I hadn't already had this scheduled."

"See you around," he bid farewell to the tall man, but continued to say, "By the way... there are monsters around I hear. Be careful."

The Psycadet waved goodbye and headed south.

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Such strange goings-on here. Abe made a note to find out in the morning who won.

He took the other path, heading away from...Abe hadn't even gotten his name. Oh, well.

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