Keeping quiet while Diego explained, Sarah continued to glare at him. She was fully aware her anger was misdirected at the wreck of a man, but that monstrous phantom had rocked her core. So Sarah was angry because otherwise she had been just as likely as Jenny to collapse into tears. In fact, Sarah was fighting to keep them back now.<i> "Right. Fuck, right, alright." </i>She sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose while staring at the floor.<i>"Good enough of an explanation, I guess. Can't say I'm too happy about it, but neither are you I figure."</i>Sarah took a deep breath, trying to keep a grip on herself. She couldn't afford to appear weak, it was never good.<i>"Take my advice and help Bubbles there, Half-life, you owe her an apology at the very least." </i>She gestured in Jenny's direction while pacing back and forth a little.<i>"Half-life or Jelly-cloud, wonder which of the two ISIS'll pick to on your suit."</i>Taking a last deep breath to gather her courage and herself again, Sarah glanced at all those present.<br/><br/><i>"Right, none of you are interested in my life story and I'm not interesting in whining, so I'll make this short. I'm Sarah Brooks and a mutant. The red eyes and white hair? The big fucking red sign saying 'mutant'. My power isn't anything flashy like what you lot can do. Basically, I can evoke basic desires in people."</i>Sarah paused in speaking to casually wave her hand while looking at Nathaniel.<i>"Right now I just hit our volunteering commando there with a good burst of hunger. Or rather, he's not hungry but got's the strong feeling to eat. I hit him with about the average of what I can do, powerful enough to realize the desire isn't natural, but not that strong that it cannot be overcome through a serious mental effort."</i>Sarah spoke rather casually.<i>"From a 1 to 5 that'd be strength 3. Not very useful generally but good to distract people with in combat I guess." </i>Pushing her luck a little, she glanced at Nicole. Inducing feelings of lust into her.<i>"A 1 would be like...subliminal suggestion if you get what I mean. I make the urge but it's not strong enough to be really consciously noticed. Craving for snack, if I tried to create a food desire of strength 1. Strength two would be noticeable but not directly realized as unnatural. Strength Four would be almost overpowering, requiring a supreme act of will to overcome the desire. Strength five overrides sensible thought and lasts ages."</i><br/><br/>Sarah knew she was a little too elaborate on the subject, but she wanted these people to know the full range of her power.<i>"Creating a desire requires me to see the target. I don't need to actually make any special gesture or something. I can do it as easily as Nicole walks through walls and Diego turns into ghost jellyfish. Using desire attacks of less than strength three tires me mentally because of how the control I need to exercise, while anything higher than three tires me physically and morally."</i>Sarah coughed in her palm.<i>"So yeah, sorry Nathaniel, and sorry Nicole. Not sure if people noticed but I hit her with one the subliminal ones. Wanted to show that I can hide doing this to people."</i><br/><br/>Nervously twiddling her thumbs, Sarah continued speaking.<i>"So yeah, I'm the one of the group that can mess with people's minds. The desires I can create are pretty basic, and need to be familiar to the target before I can use them on him. Everyone pretty much has the desire to destroy, fuck, eat or sleep generally."</i>Sarah waved at Helga.<i>"I could also make her desire a smoke if she wasn't having one right now. But I couldn't make a non-smoker want a cig. Basically, if a desire has a biological base for it I can make. I can create complex or specific desires, like making you want to read a specific book or something. For non-standard desires I need to know that the person has them, no angling or stuff."</i>Sarah continued her pacing and lecture.<i>"Non-standard desires can be the desire to submit or control, the desire to hoard, or kill. The desire to survive...Stuff like that, really. There's probably a fuck-ton of examples."</i><br/><br/>Sarah sighed.<i>"So yeah, I can't drag people into the ground, turn into a clawed purple tiger, blow them up or set some demon spirit lose upon them, but I can still distract people, make them easier to manipulate, or simply break them."</i>Her expression turned dark.<i>"I can create desires so powerful that override sensible thought and last from hours to weeks. Want an example of what I mean? Imagine chatting with some girl, then when you come to your senses you realize you've just raped her. I can do that to people. Turn them into beasts of their instincts long enough for their lives to be forever ruined. Not proud of what I can do and have done, but I wanted you to know what my powers were capable enough...what you'll see when you're out there with me on missions."</i>She fell silent for a moment, coughing awkwardly in her palm, before speaking softly.<i>"At the very least, we're allies here, and...ISIS and the team...what I want to say is...I'm not going to mess with your minds. I promise. I'm very sorry already for using my power on both Nathaniel and Nicole. Especially because she didn't volunteer for it."</i><br/><br/>Biting on her lower lip, Sarah tried to hide the panic rising inside her. People didn't like being manipulated, and learning that she could do it without them even noticing wouldn't make them feel any better about her.<i>"Shit, guess I fucking lied about keeping it short. Sorry about that too."</i>Fuck. Sarah couldn't stop swearing in her mind. Why did she tell them so much? 'Create desires' would've satisfied them too. She really hoped that this was just some strange strange dream and that she would just wake up back in some rundown shack she always slept in.<i>"So, yeah..."</i>She said while awkwardly rubbing the back of her neck.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>