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[motherofnemesis]

[ she almost made this anonymous, but in the end concluded she could figure out a way to ask what she wanted without incriminating herself. ]

I have two questions for everyone.

1) Are there people here who have more than human abilities that can affect other people's minds? And if so, are any of them willing to help others train in resistance of mental interference?

2) How many people here have no experience fighting?

Oh actually 3 questions, I guess. I wouldn't mind finding a few people to spar with, if anyone else is looking. I used to do martial arts as a hobby, so I'm not entirely inexperienced.

[ ooc: if anyone wants to log out / action sparring encounters just let me know! ]

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you should be proud of yourself always

[motherofnemesis]

Yeah? It's going to take a bit of work to come up to something that can challenge me. [ It's less a boast than dry fact - robots take a lot of work to hit a sophistication level that can really challenge someone who's been fighting for years and years. ]

good because i am

[fe_male]

[ Yeah, it's difficult to make something that actually measures up to human reflexes and intuition. What was it Rhodey had said once? Something like that anyway. ] Better, not perfect.

perfect 8D

[motherofnemesis]

Okay, better then. Are you really that low on projects?

[fe_male]

Low on interesting ones.

[motherofnemesis]

I wonder if you can convince them to let you go steal technology from various points in time. That seems like it would be pretty fun.

[fe_male]

I've already done it once or twice. It's kind of fun, yeah. Depends on what you're getting. Some eras are... Noisy.

[motherofnemesis]

Yeah? Where'd you go? [ And then, almost casually. ] How's that going since Emma left?

[fe_male]

[ Almost. It's cool though. ] Tougher. [ Simply. It has been. It was nicer when she was here, to serve as a potential buffer. ] World War I, once. That was horrible. Thirty-one hundred was okay though. Noisier but at least it went better.

[motherofnemesis]

World War I? Why were you going there, that sounds awful. [ And with not as much attempt at casualness, just seriously. ] I could probably do about what she could. If you ever needed it.

[fe_male]

Trade-off. [ Quick, simple, because he's instantly more interested in the other aspect of this conversation now. ] I thought you were emotions girl?

[motherofnemesis]

[ Well, she'd known that would be a possibility. A quick slight shrug. ] I still work with minds. My ways wouldn't be exactly the way she did it, but I can manage.

[fe_male]

Barriers are barriers? [ Because he'd figured these would need to be specific. ]

[motherofnemesis]

There's an easy way, but it takes a lot of mutual - trust. [ Not looking at him quite for that. ] But I'm inventive. Jury rigging something honestly wouldn't be too hard.

[fe_male]

[ Yeah he sort of masks an unsure look for that. ] Yeah, you can jury-rig something in my head. That doesn't require mutual trust. [ BUT. He doesn't actually sound that worried. He's just making fun of her phrasing. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ Just a roll of her eyes back. ] Okay, so that was the wrong explanation. I'm emotions girl, okay, the easy way can get kind of codependent. It's less jury rig and more - help figure out ways for you to be able to handle it by yourself.

[fe_male]

[ He just lets her explain it without interrupting her again, because she is actually offering him something here that she doesn't have to offer, and he'd like to understand perhaps why she's doing it, or only the how. Either one, really, or both. It takes him only a second or so to hit on a potential answer. ]

Does that make it easier for you? To be around me. If my shield barrier things are well constructed?

[motherofnemesis]

[ She just shrugs a little, noncommittal. ] A little, probably. But really you're already easy. It's crowds that get irritating. [ As mildly as possible. ]

[fe_male]

[ oop turned on his inventor mode ] Irritating how? Irritating like overwhelming? Because I'm so with you there. [ The nice part is that human brains tend to operate on distinct frequencies. Which is, admittedly more helpful when you're in a place with fewer aliens, but hey. Perfection and all that. ] Like, interference?

[motherofnemesis]

[ no that was definitely what she intended ] Irritating like overwhelming, yes. People who don't have training, things spill easily. So it's just - there's a lot of emotions, in a place like this. A lot of apathy and despair and frustration and anger, especially. [ Another shrug, as if to say it's no big deal. ] So it gets irritating.

[fe_male]

[ Gears turning, cogs interlocking, how to fix problem

so there's a moderate pause where he looks like he's considering something but not that obviously. ]

Can I scan your brain?

[motherofnemesis]

[ wait, what ]

What? [ Actually stopping for a moment before she keeps moving onwards. ] Scan it how?

[fe_male]

I need to work out the frequencies. There's got to be a physical manifestation of how your empathy works, because otherwise it's magic and I refuse to believe it's magic. I'll scan mine too, it'll be fine. Comparative purposes.

[motherofnemesis]

It doesn't work on frequencies. I've been - tested. But if you want to take a look, yeah, sure. Scan away for frequencies.

[fe_male]

[ Yeah, that, uh, 'I've been tested' thing, he'll probably recognize that statement a little better later on. ]

There's gotta be something that can diminish the returns on a large group of people in the same place. Make everything a little more even.

[motherofnemesis]

[ She would also be perfectly fine if he did not. She really would. ]

I'm - are you trying to help?