Hatsu had made it into the building without getting injured, and he actually thought the way he did it was kind of fun. But now he was being scolded for it. This time he actually rebelled slightly against Atma's advice. He took in the words, but was refusing to accept them. Yami decided now would be a time to step in.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">There will be a time when you reach a level in your training that you can do reckless things like that without worry. But at moments like this, you success is nothing but luck. You only survived that just a minute ago because you accidentally activated a power I haven't taught you yet.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I did?</span>Hatsu asked, suddenly curious.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Yes. By combining your telekinetic and electric powers you can create a thin electromagnetic field around yourself that protects you from damage from weaker substances such as glass. Through your adrenaline you accidentally used this power. If you were to try that again, the chance that you'd die is more than 99%. You're still a rookie, so listen to Atma and all your seniors who have survived this long with their skill, not their luck.</span><br/><br/>Hatsu tilted his head down. He understood now and he was ashamed at his rebelliousness to one who was only trying to help him. He noticed Atma walking away and quickly followed him. Soon they were on the ground floor and Hatsu was charged with the task of finding a generator.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Wouldn't it just be easier if I powered it with my electricity?</span>he asked.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">You don't have the control to keep an even flow for so long,</span>Yami told him.<span style="font-style: italic">It takes hours, sometimes even days and years to craft something with a forge. The strain would kill you. Just go and find a generator.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Oh... right,</span>Hatsu thought awkwardly. He ran off to look for a generator, though he wasn't sure exactly what one would look like. Soon he found something that he thought might be a generator. It was too heavy for him to lift up with his arms, so he was going to use his telekinesis to bring it back.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Don't overestimate yourself,</span>Yami chided him.<span style="font-style: italic">If you can't lift it with your arms, imagine how much of a strain it would be to carry it back with your mind. Think here. There's a better way.</span><br/><br/>Hatsu thought, looking for that better way that was mentioned. Soon he saw one of those carts that you load the crates on then you can wheel them around. He used his telekinesis just long enough to put it on this cart, and avoided a major strain. The exertion had been so quick he didn't even get a headache.<br/><br/>He wheeled what he thought to be the generator back to Atma. "This is a generator, right?" he asked.<br/><br/>-----------------------<br/><br/>Hiei had to wait a few moments for Anaka to come back out of the warehouse. He didn't really mind though. He was using the time to think, and possibly figure out another way to find Yami.<br/><br/>"No," he replied to her first question. "It's better to leave the gun exactly where Yami left it. He gets angry when people mess with his things. That's why I say he's sentimental. While most demons will throw things aside once they lose their usefulness, Yami doesn't. He's the demon of guardianship and feels a strong attachment to anything he thinks is or even was once his. I don't want to be on his bad side once we finally do find him."<br/><br/>Hiei began walking off somewhere. "Yami is here because he's long considered the earth something of a personal garden. He doesn't like that the other demons are trashing what he considers his, and that's why he took the human's side." After having explained that, he moved on to her next comment. "I don't care what you call it, but I don't like it. Your brother is your world to you, isn't he? If it turned out he<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>dead, then would you 'give up'?" He asked, using her definition for the term. "I"m not helping someone if it's just going to get them killed."