<div style="text-align: justify;">Ignoring the outstretched hand, she got to her feet. She could feel the heat from the air vent running inside the wall radiating through the metal. Good. The hotter the air was already, the faster she could heat it to the required temperature for plasma bending. Muttering, she began slapping at the wall randomly, trying to find the best spot. Hana's face lit up as the air grew hotter. She clasped her hands as if praying for a few seconds, then drew them apart, a blinding, blue shine connecting her fingertips on one hand to the other. Hana looked at the young man through her white, straggly hair. <span style="color: #40FFFF">"If stay, should go to other side now."</span><br/><br/>Without waiting for a response, her hands shot forward, blue light streaming forward soundlessly and effectively welding the metal hunk and surrounding wall. Sweat dripped from her grimy face as she moved her hands rapidly so to not cut directly <span style="font-style: italic">through</span> the wall. She grinned, satisfied at her work. Messy, but it'd have to do, and it would certainly hold for a while, if not forever. The bony girl skipped restlessly from one foot to another, the tapping of her boots echoing softly down the corridor. <span style="color: #40FFFF">"Run now, hm?"</span> Hana asked the air restlessly.</div>