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"Choice..." Kain thought allowed as Annette advised giving everyone a chance to ether do as instructed or die. He'd retract his hand as Nimm jumped, his face reflecting obvious sorrow. "Know this, Nimm: I, of all people, mean you no harm." He'd offer her a soft smile, then turn to Annette, listening intently as she gave him the layout.

"Nimm and I shall make our way downstairs. Do what you will with my blood; I've faith you'll be more than capable of producing what's needed. But, if there is a snag to be had...you know where to find me. Oh, and as a request, should either of you encounter the man that shot me, detain them. I feel I am in their debt."

And then he realized his clothes were in shreds. He was now left with his hood and mask, his shoes and pants. He'd sigh an look around, unsure of what to do. "Ironic that Nimm should be dressed and ready before me...I need a shirt. My scars are not for the general populous to see...any suggestions, ladies?"

Migoto took the handkerchief and smiled at her. He'd rise to his feet and move to the sink, looking himself over in the mirror. "Please don't worry, this is a consequence of using such an abundance of power for an extended period of time. I can assure you that it is not a common occurrence." He'd of wet the handkerchief and cleaned himself up while speaking.

"Vitamin C would do my body some good, but honestly that wasn't as much blood loss as I anticipated as a consequence of my actions. The brain needs to be exercised to be kept in top shape, and living on that damnable colony has provided me little room to build upon and expand my psychic horizons." He revealed.

Once he was cleaned up, he'd place the handkerchief in his pocket, assuming she didn't want the bloodied fabric back, then place his hands in his pockets. "I'm ready to take on the day if you are."

Kain nodded in confirmation of where to find the apparel he sought...and he couldn't help but give a pleasant chuckle at the idea of stealing Nimm's clothes. When he was questioned as to how he'd arrived, he'd look to Annette and smile from behind his mask. "You've seen my power first hand. I use a personal pocket dimension in conjunction with telekinesis. It's not exactly an energy efficient way of travel, but it allows me to get from point A to any point I desire. Furthermore, it allows me to summon forth anything from my unlimited forge. Allow me to demonstrate."

The reality next to Kain would swirl and break, on the other side of the breach the same store Migoto and Risa had entered previously. He'd summon into his hand a variet of clothing, then pull his arm back and let the breach restore itself. He'd apply a black poet shirt to himself along with a large leather coat, both black in color. He'd fasten the coat shut, then wrap it in several belts. He'd look similar to how he'd appeared before, if not a little more stylish.

"Alright. This is where we part, for now. We know where to find one another, though perhaps finding a means to communicate long distances would be beneficial for the future. Dr. Lafleur, please work with haste and join us when you've completed your work." He'd then summon forth another breach, the door to the conference room on the other side. "Come, Nimm." He'd then hold his hand out to her. "Let's introduce you to those that have inflicted this Hell upon you."

((I made another sub-forum for the hospital, since we will have different things going on on different levels))

Migoto laughed. "I'm sure this will all go swimmingly. They will see what we want them to see, and if worse come to worst, we can rely on my power!" He'd offer a kind smile and take the room card into hand. He'd pocket it in his shirt and button it closed, then begin to follow Risa.

As they walked, Migoto snapped his fingers. "Oh yes, I should inform you of something!" He'd stop and point to Risa. "Your soul is a weapon, Risa. Using the energy that you, yourself consist, you can erect a barrier. This barrier, while temporary and of finite durability, may save your life someday. But it requires awakening through barbaric means. Should you wish to awaken this primal ability, just let me know!" He offered before resuming his march,

Migoto blinked, then looked down at his hands. "I cannot demonstrate it without being in danger, or under extreme duress. Well, that is a lie; do to my psychic powers I am able to activate it at will...I suppose I can give you a glimpse." He simply held out his hand to the side, materializing and ethereal violet and azure shield that shimmered and glowed. "The theory behind this, the Absolute Terror Field, is fascinating in my opinion, but I have renamed this the Personal Sanctuary Yield. PSY Barrier for short! The barrier's color and durability are determined by one's soul. The more one is true to themselves and the more willpower they possess, the stronger it is! And..." The shield would then shift into an elaborate snowflake pattern. "The more it can be manipulated."

He'd dismiss his PSY Barrier and place his hands back in his pockets. "To awaken it, I must delve into your psyche and extract a fear of significant worth, make it a reality, and force you to overcome it. In doing so, it will awaken within you. Anyone is capable of this; when you hear stories of someone suddenly repelling an attacker under duress or performing other supernatural feats while facing a threat, it is their awakening." e explained.

Migoto sighed. "If someone fails, then their soul is torn apart.At that point they either become a husk; a thin shadow of their former self. That...or they die an agonizing death" He'd then offer a kind smile. "But these are extremely rare occurrences. I highly doubt you would succumb to such a fate."

He look towards the hospital, pressing is hand to the gate. "So many mental cries of anguish...so much pain and suffering...so many voices calling out 'Why?' and...wait..." Migoto's brow's furrowed and he looked like he was in slight duress. "Why can't I hear your thoughts...there's someone in there not accessible by my power. That bothers me....they're on the first floor." He revealed.

"Don't be silly." Migoto responded with an honest smile. Hands still in his pockets, he'd follow close behind her. "Oh yes, the stealth aspect of our mission. I'd nearly forgotten." He'd raise one hand in the air and snap his fingers loudly, then vanish. At least to everyone but Risa. "It's best we communicate through my psychic link." He thought to her. "Time to see what we can do my roguish friend!"

Migoto seemed to go into a bit of a trance upon seeing the large wooden doors with the blood pooling out from beneath them. Part of him was entirely too intrigued to see what was behind them, but even as he took a step towards them, he found himself being pulled in the direction of the stairs. Snapping out of the trance, he'd begin his trek up the stairs, though soon the broadcast would begin.

Once it was over and Dethblade, along with this apparent Nimm had spoken, Migoto would sigh. "Well now I suppose we have a better idea of what's transpired here, though I'm not thrilled to be sharing occupancy of a building with Dethblade. I wonder who this Nimm individual he's conspiring with is?" He thought to Risa, still following her lead.

"Risa...wait a moment." Migoto stopped moving, keeping alight grip on her hand. "Let me provide you a bit of aid." He'd close his eyes and sigh, knowing what was about to happen to him. "Once he opened his eyes, she'd see them as pink vortexes, swirling and hypnotizing to a degree. As she led them floor by floor, he'd send out a psychic wave similar to the one in the store, but on a much grander scale. Every time he did, he'd whisper the phrase "Slumber in the Aether" before moving on. Each person on that floor would fall not asleep, but into a trance in which time would stand completely still for them, effectively numbing their five senses. A powerful skill, one that would surely take a toll being used over and over. The only ones immune to his Aether Slumber spell were those of incredibly high constitution, those whom could not have their senses affected, and Dethblade for a fun variety of reasons, unknown to him. It was likely Nimm would feel a numbing, but remain lucid, whereas Dethblade would simply be alerted.