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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Agamon" data-source="post: 1601806" data-attributes="member: 184">Kiro finishes his plate of food and looks at Tyrone.  "He was obviously very good at what he does.  He spoke with me when I boarded the aerodyne and I suspected nothing.  He apparently slipped something into my tea, though I'm certain I hadn't taken my eyes off of it before taking a sip.  And then when he was found out, he disappeared into thin air, obviously an elite.  I was left holding a syringe, my drugged tea, and the person sitting next to had me mysteriously disappeared.  Naturally, they held me for questioning once the aerodyne landed.  I had little time to explain, though, before they let me go.  An order from a superior was my guess."He shrugs, adding, "I thought I should warn you, is all.  Miguel is right, we should remain alert, they may still be looking to possibly recapture us."  He pauses a moment before saying, "However, it may also have had something to do with my...unusual condition."  That last part is said rather uncomfortably.  "I doubt she's told you, but Screaming Eagle told me yesterday that I am a clone of Kensei of Justice Elite."  It's difficult to miss the bitterness in his voice.  "It would seem all of my memories from before the incident at BioGen have been fabricated.  Japan was not very much as I remembered it and my family apparently does not exist."  He ends there, obviously finding it difficult to continue."What?" Sarah simply says, looking shocked.  "Oh my God, Kiro, that's horrible.  Are you going to be okay?" she asks with concern.Having already collected himelf, Kiro responds, "I'll be fine, thank you, Sarah.  I'm sorry to...how would you say, dump that on all of you.  Really, I'm fine, I just thought I'd set the record straight.  But I will need some clothing, too.  All I have is what I wear.  And I trust Tyrone's sense of style," he says with a smile.As the group leaves the resturaunt for the mall, everyone can hear, "Yo, look, that's Tyroc, man!""What, no way, how do you know?""That is him, man, I'm tellin' ya.  You saying you ain't seen any of those pics of him on the news and 'net?""Hey, yeah, that kinda does look like him.""Tyroc!" the first kid yells out.  "Hey man!"A murmer goes through the people nearby and within moments one or two autograph seekers turns into ten or twelve.MishaWandering the mall you don't really spot anything that much interests you.  That is until you hear a commotion ahead."You left the store without paying for that!" an older man, short and round, says, pointing to a shirt held by an older teen."This?  This here is mine, I came in with it," the teen says defiantly in a thick British accent."I watched you do something to the e-tag in there so the alarm wouldn't trip.  I have eyes you know!" the man spits.  "Look, there, it's melted!" he says pointing to a melted plastic bit on the shirt.You spot two mall security guards approaching.  So does the teen.  "Oh, that right?  Well, back off, ya bugger, unless you want them eyes melted, too!"  He holds forward the hand not carrying the shirt and it begins to glow a bright white you can feel a slight wave of heat hit you as it brightens to the point where it's difficult to look at.  Both the man from the store and the security guards back off, and a few nearby people scream and begin to run away.</blockquote>

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