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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[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?"

[bprd-fishman.livejournal.com]

"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.

[razmaspaz.livejournal.com]

"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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[bprd-fishman.livejournal.com]

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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