We Sons Of Daley [Manhattan Blues]

Go get something to eat! Gotta be hungry after that EXERCISE.

Hm, yeah, you probably should. It'll take you most of the day to GET BACK TO YOUR FARM so you suppose you had better STAY HERE FOR THE EVENING.

Luckily, you've planned ahead for this and head for the TAVERNA. It's not exactly the best place to HANG YOUR HAT, but you will take it.

In the meantime, it's LUNCH! You order something hot and start to eat it while you think. You tend to think a lot, don't you?

Quietly contemplate your SECRET, UNTRACEABLE POWER THAT NO ONE MUST EVER KNOW ABOUT.

(At least, it's fun to pretend so sometimes.)

Don't you just wish. Well, there are those strange dreams. But it's been proven quite often that while communication is possible, you've never had traces of ZEON like there would be if someone were using a SPELL, or the changes in your BASE MATRIX that would result if someone were contacting you PSYCHICALLY.

At least, that's the running thought on the matter. You are willing to bet that with a lot of SKILL it is possible to CONCEAL such things.

But it's very UNLIKELY that anyone YOUR AGE would be LEAPS AND BOUNDS ahead of anyone else without some EXTREME CIRCUMSTANCES, and if your dreams are ANY INDICATION this is simply NOT THE CASE for whoever you DREAM of.

What color were their EYES, again? You know it was some UNNATURAL COLOR or SET OF COLORS, but it's so hard to REMEMBER dreams properly.