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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,431,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=background,http://i879.photobucket.com/albums/ab357/Kaiji/lizarpttt.jpg] It took...adjusting to say the least. He spent so much time; years even being part of a Ring or some group based gathering. He listened like a good little follower and obeyed, just like he had when he was younger. You could say this was some sort of rebellion on his part. It didn't make much a difference that he lost his Head of Border patrol position, he wouldn't miss it. The one thing he did miss and he tried desperately to ignore and not admit was he missed Starr. His last encounter was made of him breaking down from the mental weight of his new found 'gift' thanks to your friendly neighborhood keepers. Of course he was found by Starr and he would like to think this...interaction ended on a better not than his last. He was still smug from the fact that on both occasions he got the last word in and he was actually looking and feeling expectant of his next run in with the Delta. It was by no means to see her or have her in his company, but see how she handled his parting gift; get her...feelings on what occurred between them. Restan believed in his head that his actions meant nothing and it was just him being toying with yet another mind. How fitting seeing as his little handicap was Telepathy, so he could reason it was just an extension of wanting to get into others minds. He knew however that there was....something there. He felt....hell he felt around her and he was pushing it down with every fiber of himself not to. He found himself actually wanting to know what she thought of him and he was slightly worried her view on him leaving the ring. Would she..feel ashamed to know him and cut ties with him? The thought made him feel a slight ache in his chest. Grinding his teeth together Restan slide his hand over his face in a slow motion and groaned loudly in frustration. Why couldn't he just stop thinking about it and get over it? He was over everything and it wasn't him to dwell or actually show something for another. None other besides his "pet" that followed him around. He told Starr he would retrieve the lizard and he did...just not with her around. He snuck in and obtained what was his without her knowing he ever came or gone. It didn't occur to him that she might ever be upset he avoided her, but that wasn't what he was doing. Growling irritably, Restan came to a sitting position while his hand covered his face. Great. If he couldn't shut out his own thoughts, how was he going to everyone else's? Other than not having many friends or any, Restan stayed out here to escape the mental molestation he received on a daily basis. He couldn't completely handle everyones thoughts and some he preferred to not know. Inhaling deeply he ungracefully flopped back down as the air escaped him in a loud moan of annoyance. OCC: Hmm...well there we are c: Closed for Hazzard

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