-̷̴̸̨ ̧͟Wh̨͞͝a̷͏͡t҉͟’͜͏͘͜͞ś̡̛͡ ̷̡͢͟o̕͜n͘͢ ̵̡͢͢͝t̷̛̀͏̸h̶̷͠e̡͠ ͡҉̷̛͞s͟͠͡͏́h̵̡̢́o̸͟͞p̴̴̢̛͢ṕ̵̢͟͠i̵̵̶͜n͘͟͠͏ģ̧̀͞ ̸̡͜ĺ̡̛i̶̴͟s͟͠t̶̕͡͏͜?͘͢͝͠
̀͢-̸̛͝Ŗ̶̨͜A̡D̸̵̨́͠I҉̢͡͞Ǫ͟.̵́̀͜͝ ̶̛͘̕͢H̴̀E̶̸Á͢͠͠T͘҉̨͞͏ ̨́̕͟͠L̵̷A̴̧̕͞͡M͘҉̢̨P̷̴̧̢.̷̢́́͜ ̧͘Ḿ̷̷̢͡A͏́K̡͝E̴͞Ư̡͢P̶̡̕͢.̸́͢ ̢͏̢̨D̶̕R̶̛I̷̧͠͏N͏̶̸͘Ḱ̵̕͞S̡͝.̨́͝
̷͘-̛͘͘H̛̕҉̸ó̢ẁ̢ ͘͞a҉̸̷̵͢r҉҉̢͢͠e҉̴̨͢ ̧͜t͢͢͞h̴̢̛́͠e̶̴͞ ̢ŗ̴̵̕͘ę̷͏̀n͟͡o̕͢v́͘a̕̕t̛̛i̷̛͜͝ơ̷͘҉̨n̛͡͡s҉̷̛ ͡ć̀ó͝m҉̧̀i̡̡̛͡͠n̨͏̵̸g̸͞ ̶̨͘a͘͡l̵͠҉̧o̧͟ņg̵̸̀͘͡?̡̢́͟
̷҉̢͜-̷̡́͘͜W̵͘҉҉̨Í͡͝Ń̡̕͢D҉̸Ơ̢͜͞W̷̨ ̶̕͡I̴̸̸̛S̴̢̡͞ ̷̡̢͞A̷̧͞͡L̵̸͟M̀͝͡O̡͏S̸͜͠͏̧T͏̧̛͟͡ ́́͡͡F̸̀́͘͜U̴͝Ļ͜͏Ĺ͏Y̴̵̵̧͡ ̢̛̛͏R̵̵̡͢͜È̕͜͡P̴̴̧̕͜A̵̡҉̴I̡͠͞҉̡R̵̴̨̀͘E̶͘̕͠D̶́͜.̵̧
̶̵́̀͢-͏̡́͞͏S̕͏h̷҉̨̛͠o̧҉̕u̵̴l͏̷̛͢͠d̶͞ ͜͞I͏͠҉҉̢ ̡̨҉̀c͠҉͘͟o̷͝m͠͏̧̡͡é͠ ̴̷o̷̶̷͝ų̵̛̕͜t̛̀̕͞ ̵̶̨͝o̢͘f͡͏́͠ ̷͡ţ̷̸͡͠ḩ̛͠e͏͢ ̡̛̀̕͢p҉̢͏͡ò̶͞͞ơ͝͏͢l̶̸͜͢?̶̕
̸̸̢̛͢-̵N͜͡҉̴̨O̶̵͟.̵̨̛̛͜ ̕Ţ̶̛H͘͟E͜͏͜͟͜ ̡̀͟͡W͡͏̧À̶̸̕T̴̀͠͏E͟҉R̸̶͞͞ ͏̵̧͝͠I̧̢͢͜͝S̸̀̀͏ ҉̨͢F̨́͘͘͞I̡̡N҉͡҉̶̸E̴͘.̷͝
̡̕-̷A̡͝͏͠l̸͘͜͟͝r̛͞i͏҉͠g̸̢h͜t̢́͢.͞͏͜ ̸̨̕͢Ì̢̨͘͟’̷́̕l͡͝l͜͢͡ ́́͜͝͡k̛̕e͜ȩ̸̀p̸̴͠͝ ̶̢̕s̡̕͠w͢͝į͢m̨͜͡m̷̴̡͠i͡҉ņ̡g̸͘͟͝.̵̶̨͝
̕͏̴̵-̨̀͡A҉̀͏͞N̕͟͞D̢͢͢͝ ͏̸͜Í̴̧ ̛͘͢W̵̸Ì͘͝͠Ļ̕͢L̕͟ ͘K̷̕͜͜E̸͠E̷͘͠P̨ ̶̛̕͜T̴̶͞H̢̛͢E̶ ̸̢̨̕W̸̵̴͘H͢I̢͢Ś̛T̀͟͜L͟͝É͏̵.̡̕͢͝҉
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[h1][color=brown]Ruben Tarblatt[/color][/h1]
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Ruben had left the offices after his discussion with Mason regarding the young man’s abilities. He wasn’t lying before – pocket dimensions always intrigued him. They were always useful, either for storage or, in Mason’s case, [i]espionage[/i]. NEST would definitely make extensive use out of an agent with that kind of power. Subtle and adaptable. Far better than most methods of [i]destruction[/i] other abilities would employ. Indeed, Mason would make a stellar agent. But before that, Ruben might have to request the young man utilize his abilities to aid the professor’s pursuits.

Whatever they may be.

Ruben was on his way to his classroom once again. The Cranial Eclipse was still locked inside and he’d have to retrieve it. He was less concerned about it being stolen than he was making sure it was completed as soon as possible. But the rate at which he could work was dependent on the rate at which Harmon delivered his plucked shards to him. Ruben knew the process made the poor young man uncomfortable. But the shards were such a resilient material that he could settle for nothing less once he learned of them. So, he would have to wait. But he wouldn’t need that many more.

Ruben strolled through the grounds. Eyeing students. Analyzing them. Wondering what else he’d be seeing throughout this academic year.

So many meta-humans.

So many risks.

So much potential.