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[scionofhispower]

[Sitting off on a large rock somewhere near his home is... an apparently reclusive Asch. He looks pretty quiet and content, maybe even - surprisingly - serene, just sitting there with his eyes closed.

...

Well.

We can't have that, now, can we?]

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[scionofhispower]

[reaches over and whaps her on the back of the head] Concentrate.

[fononfailure]

--ow! [ Comes close to falling off the rock and rubs at the sore spot. ] I am!

[scionofhispower]

Then quiet down.

[fononfailure]

You started it. [ Falls silent again, but not without a huff. ]

[scionofhispower]

Clear your mind and focus on the largest concentration that you 'see' around you.

[fononfailure]

...that happens to be you, you know. A raging ball of snarky fonons.

[scionofhispower]

That's the point. Focus on that.

[fononfailure]

Oh. Okay. [ Finally settles down to the point where her fidgeting is only occasional. ]

[scionofhispower]

Focus, feel; you'll begin to determine, for instance, who a person is, perhaps even the mood they're in, as you do.

Now with less fail? ;;

[fononfailure]

...I can see what you mean sort of. Now it makes sense as to how nothing ever gets past you.