<div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/it/thumb/8/8d/Terra_Branford.png/280px-Terra_Branford.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Abigail Foster/"Terra Branford"<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jun, Open<br/><hr/><br/>*Telepathy is just communication. I can't mess with people's heads to that degree.* Any forms of 'yet', 'for now', and similar phrases were left unthought. *Let's play it safe for now. I...I'd kind of like to have a few days where I'm not a monster.* She thought to Jun, before turning and walking on, therefore forcing Jun to follow. She knew it would be easy to go into the catgirl's head and read her thoughts, or mess with her by sending a few lines of thought. Oh yes, it was very easy. Just like how it was easy for her to lift a car, or outrun any living person, or turn into her half dragon form and burn everything to ash. It was all so very easy. But something was stopping her from exercising it. She wanted to, and something said no. Perhaps a reminder of her old, cruel masters, who wanted to make it all too easy? Her own conscience, trying to tell her that she should only use her powers when she needed to? A bit of both?<br/><br/>She was lost in her thoughts for a bit before reopening the line of communication to Jun. *Forgive me. I...I'm not quite sure I even know myself right now. Half of me wants to play with my powers, the other half...is telling me no. And I have no idea which one to listen too.*