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Emmy listened to everyone introducing themselves and their powers. Will, the 'leader', had some sort of mind power as well. When the big guy, Thorran, shied away from mind control, she smiled wryly. It seemed like he would be pretty easy to get to- not only was his power becoming a mouse, he seemed very uncomfortable with her abilities. Emmy blinked, pulling herself out of a haze. Was she seriously planning the demise of these strangers? Glancing up to the conversation again, she noticed that someone familiar was sitting next to her. Angelo! His name popped into her head, and she looked away, realizing she was probably staring. Sipping on her drink, she decided to introduce herself along with the others.

"I'm Emovere Drake, doctor. My special power is mind control, of a sort, but I'd much prefer you to call it Emotional Tampering. That's more correct, and it has a nice ring to it." Faking a smile, Emovere hoped she hadn't said anything too controlling or embarrassing or- she cut her mental rambling off to listen to Will, who was speaking up again. Anything strange? Nothing stranger than that Show Pony talking about zombies. Wait, didn't Will work on a radio station? She made a mental note to ask about it.

Her mind cut to a patient they'd had only yesterday, a young man whose mind seemed to be a bit off. He had had to be bound to the bed after he kept trying to hypnotize the doctors and other patients to do who-knows-what. Startled by the similarity to her power, Emmy mostly steered clear of the guy and hadn't heard much about him since. Shaking off a concerned expression and trying to regain her bearings, she figured she ought to mention it.

"Well, people die every day in the hospital, no matter what we use. There was also a guy with powers like us, hypnosis I think, but he was a little..." she bit her lip and twirled her finger around her temple. "By the way, Will, do you happen to know Show Pony? I heard you mention working at a radio station."

Emovere wondered how badly she could screw up in saving the world and sat back in her chair.