[i]"Alright... Do you know how this works? You think of a room you want and the sim predicts your brain waves and creates what you want. I'd do it myself... But you probably wouldn't enjoy what's in my head..."[/i] [b]Damien cracks his knuckles as e walked down a small staircase into the main training room. With a click of his belt and twist of his arm he was ready... Of course he'd have to keep his mouth closed and right arm deactivated... But that wouldn't be a problem.[/b] [i]"Oh! And preferably no pits of fire or acid. I'm resilient... Mostly... But I am sure as hell just human."[/i]