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[k4t4str0ph4l.livejournal.com]

I seem to have become quite popular recently. As such, I'd like to address a few points publicly rather than trying to track you all down individually, as there is only so much time in the day.

- Yes, I am a telepath.
- Ergo, I can hear you when you talk about me.
- My hair color is natural, I would be more than happy to prove it to anyone who asks, and the hair itself is a gift to aesthetes everywhere. I can't help it if you've got no sense of style, Mustang.
- No, I probably don't give a damn about you. Those I do like, know it.
- Don't pay too much mind to Kudoh, he's just jealous.
- I'm far too valuable to be written off casually, as the sharper-minded of you are already aware.
- I know you're here, Aya~

Comments

[damn-legends.livejournal.com]

In my world, we have psychic shielding. It's an implant. It creates a sort of meaningless resonance so all a mindreader can see is 'noise'. I'm not too sure about how it works; I have a friend who'd be able to answer that a lot better. She isn't here, though.

They clearly have some idea of nanotechnology here if they were able to strip out my own nanomachines without completely draining my blood. So, tell me. Do you 'see' 'noise'?

[k4t4str0ph4l.livejournal.com]

No. They're just - blank. As if they're not even there.

[damn-legends.livejournal.com]

Then maybe they're mindless.