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- He was lying, even though his accent was perfect Australian. He was originally from Russia, but his ability was to speak any language, including adapting to accents. It let him blend in with any populace, and he was using that to best effect everywhere he went.
- Living a lifestyle where he moved from party to party, he fit seamlessly in with every group, a skilled chameleon not because of his power, but simply because of his nature. He was a handsome man, and I could see from his memories that he had tribal tattoos on his body, from experiences with Polynesian cultures. He'd made the most of the last nine years, but he wasn't just a traveler, he was on the run.
- ***
- I patted him on the shoulder, and a moment later he fell to the ground.
- It only took a moment to pop his lid; a moment after that I had his power and was replacing his skull. I wouldn't leave any trance of what I had done to him, and I even went ahead and cured an untreated case of chlamydia.
- ***
- Grim
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