*She nods in agreement.* Yeah, a safe place would be great... But, why not just tell the world we have these powers. I mean think of all we could do... All people could learn. *She shakes her head... From what STARs told her... It's all.. Such.. Just such...*...a waste.

*she chuckles* yeah and have the rest of the world after us? Ya watch the movies don't ya? seen what they do to freaks *she shakes her head* no way we wanna go public, that would happen....*she chuckles* you mentioned x-men earlier...thats a good example, a damn god one....of what would happen

*She would point out that the X-Men strive for a peacful co-existence between man and mutant. But seeing as that's a comic, it's a pretty stupid point.* I guess yer right.... So, 'as anyone ever beaten this GUARD. I mean. There's gotta be a leader fer us don' there? The GUARD gotta be able to be beat, else we'll always be hiddin' in shadows.

Beat them? occasionally...a while ago we destroyed their US base, but like the energizer bunny they keep going and going....*she shakes her head* they don't give up, they have the resources, which we don't have...they have experience and training... most of us would rather try to vanish into the shadows... besides, the shadows aint so bad... ya can almost think your normal occasionally.

*She quotes something her psych proffessor laid on her one time... Quite subsequently while he was trying to LAY her....* What's normal.... Experience? Training. From what you've tol' me so far. There are only a few adults. M'guessin that them who are learnin' to survive have better knowledge of what thier powers c'n do. M'just ramblin' now... Yer right, them with the resources make the rules. *And, in a fit of just trying to get the subject on a better note.* Any good lookin' guys with powers?

*she rolls her eyes * gods not the psycho babble shit...... most of us figure it out as we go, we gotta, or they find us and we're toast, mind you I have no idea how many out there figured it out on their own and have just managed to hide...*she chuckles* a few, though most obnoxious pigs, but then again they are male

*She laughs at the last part of STARs statement.* Well... At least men are REALLY good for one thing. *She tentativly reaches for STARs hand.. Concentrating hard on what she wants. Then touches her skin. Nothing happens... A HUGE sigh of relief escapes 'yana.* God... I have to concentrate on not absorbing people... At least I can still have SEX! YES! Thank god for small miracles!*She laughs slightly. Standing up as she heads towards her sterio. Drink in one hand and tapping play on the box. Some nice jazz filtering into the room. It's prolly not what STAR likes.... Though she doesn't know her that well.* Sorry if this isn't your style... But it calms me after all that fast music at the strip bar.*She thinks... As she seems to dance there with her drink for a minute. What would she like to lok like were she in one of those comic books? They all seemed to center on women now adays. And, not knowing it until she hears her cloths being ripped asunder, pretty much picks her uniform. Some of the armour gowing on different parts of her body. Very revealing in some places, and only a teaser in others. Hearing the ripping clothes... She looks down at herself.* WHOA.... I have really gotta learn o control what I think about from now on...*Looking over at STAR.... searching for a reaction.*

*she watches half fearfully as you reach to touch her hand, but she doesn't pull back or flinch...she smiles at your reaction* It'll get easier with time, it becomes second nature to concentrate part of your mind *she watches you get up to turn on some tunes* not a prob, I don't mind *amusement crosses her face as she watches you move to the music, her eyes widening slightly as the 'armour' appears and the clothes tear...* think ya gotta work on controlling that, wouldn't do downtown *she chuckles lightly* ya look like that chick from the witchblade comics now

*She looks it over once more. Moves around in it a bit.* S'damned comfortable. Feels like i'm not wearing nothing at all...*She taps the goo with her left hand.* Shits hard as steel... Check it.*She hold her now, witchblade, hand out to STAR.* This is so like unreal. So... I can create this shit... I wonder what else I can do. Might even come in handy at my dancing... Or maybe I shouldn't let this be known. Yeah, definately not. So like.... You wanna stay here? Or you got a boyfriend waitin' fer you 'er somthin'? Hate to keep ya. But yer like the first person i've actually met in this city.

*she looks you over* well it seems to be part of your skin so I guess it would be *she moves over, circling around looking then reaching out and tapping on it..she whistles appreciatively* nice stuff, could be handy *she steps back shaking her head* No, don't use it....learn to hide it but use it when ya need it *she shrugs* I should actually get back enough have vanished that I don't want htem thinking I did too...I'll give ya my cell phone number...got a pen and paper?

*She nods. Kind of hoping that this new friend would have decided to stay. But, if she's got somplace to be, then she's got someplace to be. She walks into the kitchen, opening a drawer. She puls out a pen and paper, the armour pulling back from her fingers as she does... Taking it over to her. She hands the utensils to her.* Come 'ere anytime ya need a place to crash. Or a hidin' place. M'fer guessin' that since it seems the GUARD don't know about me yet. Then they don't know about this place yet either.

*she watches as the armor retreats* seems your sort of getting the hang of it pretty quick *she takes the pad and pencil and jots down a number, then on impulse she jots downa a second number, the lair* Only call the second if its an emergency and you can't get a hold of me ask for lilith she'll help..*she hands the paper and pencil back* don't count on it, some they know about and just watch for a while to see if they lead them to bigger catches

*She'll have to keep that in mind.* Oh... Well.... Drop by anytime anyway. Don't be a stranger or nothin'. We'll go out sometime 'er somthin' if ya want. What kind of job were you applying for anyway?*Having wanted to ask her that since they met on the street. She walks her to the door. Opening it for her.*

Sure, gimme a call and we'll hang. *she shrugs* something under the table, I need some cash and don't wanna do nothign illegal like lifting it, doubt I got the skill anyhow... was thinking of maybe tending bar or something...*she chuckles* and thats definatley gotta be under the table at my age...all the better if thats the reason I use *she follows you to the door and stpes thorugh turnign to look at you* be careful, and learn control...if you need anything call

Maybe you should try dancing.*She grins, it was a joke obviously. She'd never seriously want somone so young to start out in that. It was more for college people. though some made a career out of it. She nods at her.* I'll be careful. Maybe i'll get a slam man and practice all my stuff on him. Take some time off from work and shut myself in, practice an' shits like that. You be careful too.. And i'll call. We'll have a good time. On me.*She waves slightly as she starts to close the door.*

*she chuckles* aint got the guts for that *she smiles and nods* just take it easy and don't push yourself..take care *she waves as you close the door then turns and heads downt the hallway to the elevator

*She locks the door after making sure the kid gets in the elevator alright. Then heads over to her couch and flops down. The armour disappearing as she falls. Lieing there naked as the day she was born. This had been a most stressful day. Well, at least she didn't think she was crazy anymore. She thinks the whole world is now.. One things for sure, she knows she's in deep shit, but she's a survivor. And she'll learn her powers, and do what it takes.*