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Mizu walked over to the ruins. He had a lot of memories of being raised in this bar. Mizu began to pick his way through the ruins, though his height and build made it hard. Several times, his hand pinched itself on a broken beam or a shattered window sill. Mizu reached the area that would have been the bar at last. He reached down, grabbing a rather large and heavy piece of wood. Though he could have easily flipped it with his powers, Kyo had instilled in him a sense of pride. He did things only when needed. He pulled up, the wood barely moving. After a second he gave it another pull, much more successfully. Mizu reached down and pulled up one of the broken chairs that had been sitting under the once table. Bracing it against some lumber, Mizu rocked back, allowing his mind to wander. Whispers began to come to him. His telepathy was unpracticed, but it still surprised him sometimes. But whispers were all they remained. Whenever Mizu tried to focus on them, they vanished as quickly as they would return when Mizu began to think of other things. Leaning back farther, Mizu almost toppled off the chair, but caught himself mid-fall."Close one."He said out loud. His voice was gruff, and hoarse, not at all like his childhood voice that was so soft and carefree. He had since committed unspeakable things, but they were for the protection of those he loved. He slammed the chair down, breaking it into pieces. With a telekinetic push, Mizu blasted a small hole through the rumble and stormed off.