..wouldn't hurt you skanks to do the same and maybe ya'll wouldn't be sitting around while i'm dancing my ass off ;P" so we leave to the Bar and w...en we arrive the music is pumping some mighty fine tunes, i go find us a table and my oldest sister Elena goes and gets each of us a miller light ( as if we need to watch our weight :D we weren't even there 20 minutes when this fine looking man comes up to me and asks me to dance, of course before i say sure! i make sure to tell him I'm. “The reason the videos are so misleading is I got caught in a virulent energy-feedback. That’s why I was left so bloodied and confused afterwards. It was hardly my finest hour, though it reveals how complicated my approach is. It’s not patentable, so no one can make any money off it. I can’t admit it, since I can’t document it, and there are definite dangers to the practitioner, if not the patients. As such, there’s no way I can either train others or offer services for it.”Melissa’s eyes. With difficulty Amelia was pulled over a wooden rail and left to roll to her knees, panting and blinking as she strained to get her baring in a sudden pick up of the wind. Amelia watched the feet of the strange male hasten towards a wooden looking pillar, her eyes watering slightly as the wind changed direction and she felt as it the floor beneath her knees were tilting. Seeing an opportunity she pushed herself to her feet with a burst of energy, reaching for the rail she had been pushed over. On the parade field every Capitallian military person not on the security details, both active duty and milita, were standing at Parade Rest in their full dress uniform. Humans have trained themselves to ignore odors, at least the sublte ones. The stench of fear was not subtle. Obviously the collected soliders on the parade field feared the ordeal ahead--even though they were not the subject of today's activity."The scumbag's name is Jeremy Perryman," the colonel told the lieutenant. "He was.