Psi was riding down the road on the back of her motorcycle  as the wind whipped into her clothes. She had never been to South City before, and was looking around at the buildings and surroundings attempting to get her bearings. She was doing her best to learn the city quickly because if things went well this would soon be her new home. She had bags on the sides of her bike holding her costume and the few other meager possessions she owned in the world. She was currently dressed in casual clothes that consisted of a pair of jeans, a plain white t-shirt, and a leather jacket along with a helmet over her head. As she pulled up to stop at a light she glanced down at the small gps attached to her bike, taking note of her current location and the remaining distance to her target. She was on her way to the West Titans Tower to seek membership with the group, and start off a hero career in order to undo some of the damage she had done in the past. She thought back to the last time she had seen Red Robin and his parting advice to seek out one of the groups of Titans and join a team. She was snapped out of her thoughts as the light turned green and she started to pull out into the intersection. Before she had made it very far into the middle her senses kicked in and warned her of the danger. Looking over she saw a van moving for her at high speed running straight through the red light. Her eyes widened and she pulled her bike around to the side hard as the van barreled by inches from clipping her bike. Psi's eyes flashed with anger and she flipped up her helmet visor screaming out "Asshole!" She lifted her hand into the air and concentrated on the van attempting to lift the speeding vehicle into the air.<br/><br/>(Ok let me see if I am doing this right. I am not making an actual attack so relevant stat which would be mind +1d6?)<br/><br/>At 2011-01-14 06:15:42, Shadowfox (uid: 18559) rolls: 1d6a8 Result: 12 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=21689)