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[veryretired]

Rhys is perched on the back of one of the Nexus couches, shuffling a deck of cards and looking thoughtful. He flips a couple of card over idly, then scowls at them and snuffles them back into the deck before looking up. "What do you think are your mental or spiritual strengths? How did you develop them?"

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[captainkip]

He grins and winks. "'M a good actor. That comes natural, though. So does bein' good-lookin'"

[veryretired]

"Natural strengths are still strengths. I've been told I'm attractive a time or two myself," Rhys grins.

[captainkip]

He grins. "The sailin' and swordplay, that's learned."

"Can't say I can argue with that."

[veryretired]

"I never learned to sail. I was always more of a land man, myself. I can poke a bit with a sword, though."

[errormacro]

Ermac smiles behind his mask, and with a shimmer of greenish psychic-aura and a wave of his hand... the cards in Rhys's hands raised, shuffled, reshuffled, then yes, even un-shuffled back to their exact original places before settling back into his grip as if they'd never been touched.

"Mental strengths? You tell us." A quiet chuckle from the red-and-black clad ninja.

[veryretired]

Rhys quirks an eyebrow and nods with a smile. "Very not bad. Do you do parties?"

[errormacro]

"That was just for amusement, no more an effort for us than taking a breath or blinking an eye would be for you."

Ermac chuckles. "We are the combined wills and souls of a legion of slain warriors. We are 'mental strength'."

[veryretired]

One of Rhys's hands passes over his bandaged left arm and he tosses the cards up in the air. They float, performing the same feats that they did under Ermac's control, and in the same amount of time. "I must say I'm impressed. I've never met an entire legion of slain warriors at once before."

[prodigalsith]

Somebody recognizes you, sir! "Mm, I would have to say that I have faith in things higher than myself, as far as spiritual strength. I think it is just something you are born with."

[veryretired]

"I think so too." Rhys smiles at him. "Can't say I've got much for religious faith, but I'm a bit of a cynical bastard. Everything I've seen touted as a god hasn't been."

[prodigalsith]

Revan smiles right back. "I never believed in a god. I have always had faith simply in the balance of the universe." It hasn't always turned out how he'd want it to, but that's okay by him. "And there is nothing wrong with being a cynical bastard. Some of my close friends have been cynical bastards."

[veryretired]

"Balanced? I suppose it might be."

He grins and the pack of cards vanishes up a sleeve. "There's a lot to be said for cynical bastardism."

[killwithmymind]

"My biggest mental strength would be the telekinesis. And I developed that with an assload of hard work and drills. And random bits of expirimentation."

[veryretired]

"The value of hard work is immense. Good job."

[killwithmymind]

Nagi shrugs. "It was that or risk having every building I entered come down on my head."

[veryretired]

"That's definitely an incentive."

[just_a_murder]

My willingness to learn and determination. I develop them by keeping my goals in mind and reminding myself of all the things I accomplished that nobody thought I could do.

[veryretired]

"Good strengths to have. Not flashy, but almost definitely necessary." Rhys definitely approves, sir.

[just_a_murder]

::nods:: They helped me survive.

[veryretired]

"Good. I don't know this for sure, but I hear dying isn't fun."