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*A figure appears in the bar, feminine in shape but hard to distinguish* Figure: I don't know Dusty. But I intend to find out. RepB: (nods...
RepM: Let me guess, it had something to do with, (says something directly to her mind, so it won't be described.) Or am I mistaken in that guess?...
RepM: Training for the big fight. Voice: (starting to become a little bit unnerved) That's it. I'll find out myself. Selena: (kinda choked up...
Voice: I'm still waiting for an answer as to what happened to my granddaughter. Selena: (calms down a little, but continues to sniffle) RepM:...
*The Voice echoes around the bar again. "Does anyone know why I have my, in essence, granddaughter's notebook, and why it has her tears in it?"*...
*The Shadow continues to get closer to the Bar.* *Selena's notebook, after absorbing the drops of liquid, starts to glow before twisting itself...
RepM: Alright. I was just curious as to your level of metallurgy. I'm sorry if this sounds condescending, that is not at all what I mean. RepB:...
RepB: I mean no offense but I'm surprised, I was thinking only Reality Benders of a certain caliber would be able to read my thoughts like that....
RepB: (Hearing Azrael) What? What did you just say?
RepB : (Appearing in the bar.) Happy Birthday Raven. (Thinking "I want to try something.") (projecting his thoughts, but shielding them from...
One, I believe you made these? *The Blade of Harmony appears* Two, how did you manage to create a blade able to withstand the amount of energy...
Rep: (to Moonshine until further notice) Not necessarily. Depends on Psychic Resistance. Closer it is to physical contact, the stronger the link,...
Rep: (Voice is heard by Moonshine.) You want to know anything else about this, or have any questions, touch the strands or the orb and ask. I'll hear.
*Strange vortices began forming around the field* *The shadow creature managed to get into the field and was actively searching for one of two...
Rep: (sets the orb hovering in midair) Good Luck. I'm out of here, until the battle starts. (With a twist in Reality, he vanishes) *Selena's...
Selena: (hearing all this, and becomes upset.) I don't care how old they are or even what they are. I don't want to hear this. I'm out of here....
Rep: I have a suggestion for armour. It'll increase durability and defense and the users own natural abilities, and depending on if they use it...
No thanks. I'm fine.
Selena: (drinks the rest of her lager) Thanks for the drink.
RepB: (Reversing the soundproofing on the bar.) Alright I'm going to redirect my attention elsewhere. (Vanishes)
