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Meanwhile, a blonde hair guy was wandering around on the other side of town from Ana and Trip. He had his hands in his pockets like usual and hummed to himself while walking. He didn't exactly have a destination in mind at the moment, but was rather on a short break from the list of jobs he does. In any case, his blonde spikey hair was always a mess, his hands in his pockets to hide a set of brass knuckles, and oddly enough there was a battery in his back pocket. It was fully charged too, but it was just the battery. He chuckled to himself in thought while wandering, remembering that people would always call him Sparky because of his odd hair. Some people knew better to call him Sparky because of the fact he was an Electric user (hence the battery to "recharge"). Aster was his real name, and what he was looking for right now was just something to do.

A little girl skipped down the road, her orange hair flowing everywhere and a bright smile on her face. There was another person walking behind her, shiny black hair and serious purple eyes. The girl stopped once she saw someone else walking. "Sparky!" She yelled before running ahead. That orange haired girl was known Clark, a gravity user. The black haired one was named Elena, otherwise known as Bone. "Clark! Would you stop running off." She yelled shaking her head. "We're supposed to be going back to the HQ."

((Just gonna post the two in one paragraph. To lazy to make them have separate sentences. >.<

Oh yeah, be on later. Gotta go to this open house.))

Trip had to think about it for a minute. "You'd probably be training on the third level. That's where i'm told they train the big three, Alchemy, Psychokenisis, and ang Gravity. Just one quick warning. Try not to think or do anything provoking up ther. I've heard tht most of those being trained have really bad tempers." Trip pulled his quarry hunting I.D. out of his other back pocket so that when he got to the front doors, he could show them his I.D.. "Yeah. I'll see if we can get living quarters near each other. Don't know how well that will work out, but I can atleast try." Trip held up the I.D. card once he reached the front door. The guards let him through, but didn't let Ana through. "Ma'am, do you have any form of picture I.D.?" they asked her.

As Trip walked through the doors, he had almost omcpletely forgotten that the guards don't let those without picture I.D.'s through. He rushed back trhough the door and tapped oneon the shoulder. "Let her through, she's with me." The guard nodded and whispered something to he other guard. They stepped aside and there was room for her to move past. He felt really bad now. He had completely forgotten to warn Ana about the I.D. check. He turned back to the doors and opened one up for Ana. He was blushing now, mostly out of embarassment than anything else.

The one guard had said to the other one to let Her through. He had also mentioned something about Trip and her making a cute couple. Trip nodded. "Not immediately. After I take you to floor three, they'll probably asses the strength of your abilities over night, then you'll sleep in the guest rooms in an attatchment to the building for a night or two until they figure out what building you'll sleep in. Once they do that, you'll get a picture I.D.. But not until then. I had to do the samething." he said to her as he lead her towards the elevator shaft. He scanned his I.D. on a barcode scanner and the elevator door opened. He stepped inside and waited for Ana to step on before pressing the three button.

Trip couldn't help but chuckle slightly when she yelped as the elevator started moving. Once the elevator reached the third floor, it jerked to a stop and the doors slowly opened. Trip walked through teh doors with Ana still on his arm. There was not a single sound. A man walked up to Trip and started staring intently at him. Trip, who is this, why are you here? She is a Psychokinetic. She needs training. The man nodded. He waved a hand, intending for them to follow him. "This is the last time I'm going to speak aloud on this level. From here on. You'll have to think of what you want to say. He'll be able to read you. But remember, no talking from here on in" Trip said to her. He started following the man until they reached a clear room with no objects in it, but valves in the ceiling that were probably for dropping items into the room. Let go of his arm and follow me into this room The man thought to Ana as he opened the door.

Once Ana had entered the room, Trip turned aorund and headed back to the elevator. He entered it and headed to the eighth floor.

The man that was in the room with Ana closed the door behind her and pressed a button. He had long, jet-black hair that was pulled back into a pony tail. He had a headband on with a steel plate that had a lightbulb etched into it. He had a white rob with gold trimming on it and a pair of obsidian colored shoes. Today, you will start your training in mental warfair. Open up your mind and listen to my thoughts. You will see a large door, too big for any human to open. Open it He instructed her. As he spoke into her mind, he pictured the dor in his head. It was atleast forty fet tall, and ten feet wide. With no door handle or knobs.

Ana stood there for a bit. She was mostly nervous, but also completely dumbfounded by the task. She had never met another Telepathic before so being tested in the mind was completely new to her. But she had to prove herself to this man as well as to Trip and the rest of HQ. Staring back into the man's eyes, she let her mind relax as she entered his own thoughts and seeing the door. Thoughts against thoughts; that was what she assumed mental warfair was, and she was determined to win. Just as the man was picturing the door, Ana took a hold of that image and mentally forced the door to open as if it were her own thought.

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Aster stuck his tongue out when Clark pinched him, but he couldn't help but chuckle as he got to his feet. Resting a hand on Clark's head, he ruffled her hair while looking back at Elena. "Just doing some wandering, some small jobs here and there," he said with a small shrug. Today's neon artifact was a bright yellow fuzzy wristband. He didn't need much neon to be Sparky, but sometimes little neon was needed in cases such as sneaking around. "Now it's only polite to answer the same question after asking it, so what have you two been up to?"