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Nym catches his breath as the simulation ends. His muscles are burning from overexertion. He's reaching the point where the sims aren't helping him improve his skills anymore. He had hoped to get something more out of the arena fight, but it wasn't entirely what he was expecting, and looking back, the whole thing leaves a sour taste in his mouth. Still, they got a very nice haul from the Crimson Skull's bounty, so that's something.
The opening of the simulation chamber's doors draws his attention. Shiva walks in, looking around. "Having fun?" she asks.
He shrugs. "At this point, I don't think these are going to do much more for me. I think I'm going to look for some new missions pretty soon to test out my abilities. Who knows? I might remember some old tricks."
"I have another idea," she replies, walking forward. "There's a possibility that your power is connected to your memories. You haven't really recovered those, have you?"
He shakes his head, sighing. "No. Aside from flashes, it's all just a blur."
"That's what I figured," she nods. "So I'm going to try something. That woman got into your head and brought forth a few of your memories. I'm going to try to do the same."
Nym raises an eyebrow. "You're sure that's a good idea?"
The Miraluka shrugs. "Got any better ones? It's worth a shot, at least. I won't be able to access everything, but I might be able to get something."
He sighs, his shoulders slumping. "Fine. Go for it."
She nods, raising a hand. "Relax."
After a few moments, Nym feels strange, as if the world is closing in around him. Then everything goes black.
OOC: Just Ten and I.