I walk the streets of old sector-2, the mutants seem to ignore my presence at this point. The first few weeks were hell, but they seem to have wised up and stopped wasting their lives on me. Either that or they can sense somehow I'm a psion. More things that hate me. Don't get me wrong I still bleach the stairs and the floor in the hotel floor I live in, can't have them sneaking in at night. It's peaceful now though without their presence. I blindfold myself and draw a plasma sword, which I unceremoniously stole in the panic after the incident. I toss up two drones I found, they float up and begin circling me. Amazing what months of isolation does to your tinkering skills. They begin to fire focused laser shots, I begin to block them and train this way for a few hours. My powers are improving. To my dismay I hear one of the drones sputter and fall. "Shit" I remove the blindfold and pick it up "Guess I'll call it a day" I check my KAP supply, the serum device Kai had given me has allowed me to triple the amount I had before by isolating small portions and injecting them straight into my bloodstream. Despite this, I realize at some point I'll have to venture inward to find some...