Nathaniel just signed a bit at the answer to his request.  While he waited for people Nathaniel shook his head before replying.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“I probably have had my powers the shortest time here.  I need to know weather what I am fiering is lethal or not.  Otherwise I probably won't be able to go on some missions.”</span>at that he looked down at the crystals on his arm.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Those smaller blasts were the fastest I think I can fire.  Weaker blasts than that may take more concentration.  I need to know when I kill so that I know if I am using too much energy in a shot.”</span><br/><br/>Though as he said that, he knew if he was being shot at, he wouldn't even bother trying to make a shot non-lethal.  He was not bullet-proof.  His thoughts and what he was saying was interrupted though as the door to the training room opened and the punk rock chick.  The reaction she had was pretty good, he couldn’t stop the grin that came to his face a bit, before he just shrugged at her question.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“An unlucky bastard who was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and got cursed because of it.”</span>and he believed that too, completely.<br/><br/>He gave her a moment to recover from her surprise, wandering who else would have that reaction to the crystals and broken glowing skin of his arm.  After that moment he spoke up.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Though my name is Nathaniel.  It is obvious now why I am here.”</span>He introduced, still standing there, but he uncrossed his arms to give her a good look at his arm.  After a moment he crossed them again over his chest to keep waiting, though his stomach did growl a little bit at that instant.  He ignored his hunger.<span style="color: SeaGreen">"looks like you are the first of the others to show up for my request... Isis, when you ask the others, probably not a good idea to say I am the one asking them to come here.  at least one person would ignore that request."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>