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7/22/2016 9:58:12 AM
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The tribune took it, and looked at it.
"Well, thank you. But why?"
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"Hopefully people will look at you on a different perspective. I also will be helping everyone by helping you." [i]She steps out of the tent and lifts herself off.[/i]
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The tribune narrowed his eyes and shook his head, he figured he might as well use the resource since he had it available to him.
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[i]Meanwhile, Xavier was still spying on Quintus.[/i]
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The other tribune was eating a modest dinner now, the same bread, cheese, and roast chicken that the men ate, he was still thinking of something, as his attention seemed elsewhere.
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[i]Moar spying. He could try to look into his brain, but it would require a secure connection.[/i]
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[spoiler]lol, what? A mind reader?[/spoiler] He wasn't doing anything particularly interesting. He was eating, fiddling with a ring on his pointer finger on his right hand. It was silver with three emeralds set into it, it had a Celtic design.
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[spoiler]Some of his powers involve manipulating the brain, so why not?[/spoiler] [i]Xavier really needed to get him alone and away from the others. He looked around for the nearest volatile substance he could find.[/i]
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Not much to be had, they didn't keep dangerous substances near the living quarters of camp.
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[i]He looked for something that could make a lot of noise, instead.[/i]
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There were horses stabled nearby, they could serve as a good distraction.
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[i]Xavier crept along and opened the stables. Using the opportunity to strike from the shadows, he smacked each horse.[/i]
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The horses bolted and soon caused a lot of Commotion in the camp. Legionnaires scrambled to catch the horses, it bought him a few minutes.
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[i]Xavier went back to Quintus.[/i]
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He was back in his tent about to see what all the commotion was.
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[i]Xavier made sure that nobody was watching, then he knocked out Quintus and dragged him into the shadows.[/i]
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The tribune slowly came to, quite angry with the current situation. "Well, go on then, kill me if that's your goal, I'll not give up any information."
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"You know... I don't [u]need[/u] to kill you." [i]Xavier placed his hand on Quintus's head, information flowing. He also deleted this moment so that he wouldn't get into any other trouble. In order to fill the blank space of memory, he inserted a new memory of a horse knocking him over, rendering him unconscious.[/i]
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The man's mind was almost split into two, the duality of the soldier's life. There was a wealth of information.
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[i]Xavier made sure that Quintus didn't see him as an enemy, then started helping getting the horses in control.[/i]
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That image would be implanted, and now he could focus on what he wanted to find.
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[i]Xavier started searching through the tribune's memories.[/i]
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There are a lot, of the tribune's home, the time he's spent on campaign, his hopes and dreams, everything the man knew was laid out in front of him, but there was another presence there as well, one that he could not name.
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Edited by Tamedfrog: 7/25/2016 2:30:14 AM[i]To focus on that strange presence, he found a spot where he could sit (chair or something) and immersed himself in a vision of that using his Psionic powers. To put it into detail, energy flowed into his eyes and glasses, making a sub-consciousness of Quintus's brain.[/i]
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The power left, either hiding or simply leaving. He couldn't tell, but whatever it was it was powerful, and very old.
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[i]Xavier went to what Quintus was pondering from before.[/i]
