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Post by Guest Thu Apr 23, 2009 12:44 pm

It was about 8 at night, Reed sat there with a cigarette between his fingers and coffee on the other. In his back pocket, he had a small booklet with all the date and schedule for the group meeting. He listened with apt interest as the other men told their sob stories, it was an outlet to allow himself be human, he could talk with these men and tell them about his addiction. Of course, he never say what the addiction is.. because the place he's in. He claps when the men is done and continues to listen - he study their faces - look at how they sweat in this claustrophobic conference room, he wonder if they should have some air conditioning.

But, he didn't mind - it was one of the reason why he came - to learn how to be alive and how to lie. He pull some bit of blood into his system - he felt some resurgence of life - as he took a breath and began to sweat. He had his power on to keep any mishap to a minimum - like the first night when he bleed from his eyes. He just claim that stress from work and the lack of drinking - cause the an eye vein to pop. He wore an eye patch afterward for a few nights.

Reed began experimenting with his power - testing them in this safe environment - watching them under his power. He talk and they talk - he swore and they swore - it was a give and take relationship. One based on a lie. But a lie that he was wondering with - he told them of his childhood - of how his father beat him in his drunken rage - how as he got older - he too became like his father. All along, he emitted his aura in waves upon them - each one crashing into them.

He push forward his power unto them - focusing on each - having them spill their gut to them - to him. And his senses - he could see how they were - how far he could push them with his power. They gave him and he gave in return - they told him of their addiction and he told them of his own battle with his addiction. And they all cried.

"Reed?" the leader of the group calls him.

Reed looks up with a simple smile - he had become to make each of them love him - it was still the beginning but it was starting to show. "Gentlemen, I happy to be with all of you.. these nights.. have been stressful..."

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