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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Hammerhead" data-source="post: 1717224" data-attributes="member: 73">Ryan looked at the faces of his friends, of maybe people who could have been his friends. No support, really. Everyone seems against me, he thinks bitterly. Jesus, it's not like I meant to kill the guy. It's not like he wasn't a murderer and a terrorist who had killed dozens of innocent people, and planned to off even more for a really stupid reason. Why the hell is everyone coming down on me so hard? I did what I had to do. Didn't I?Ryan knew he was skilled in non-lethal attacks. Attacks he had practiced, and used against Strength and Mistress. Why did I hit that guy as hard I could? To help Kelly? To blow off some steam? I didn't feel like I really had a reason at the time, other than wanting to hurt him. I guess I just didn't want him to walk away, to escape, like Mistress did.Ryan looked around, at the members of Legacy, the members of the Teen Titans or whatever they called themselves. It really wasn't funny anymore. Cassie went off with Yoshi, there's Cantrip and Anika, let's hope they get along...Karen and Kal...Mark with Aya...this really sucks. I feel alone too; Kelly probably felt the same damn way.  Ryan glanced at Aris. I guess everyone is too damn tired. I am too, of course, but it's not like I can go to sleep or anything to relieve it. I'm stuck with it, twenty-four seven, until this is over.Ryan walks over towards Anika, standing behind her. "You look tired, I'd get some sleep," he advises, as he walks out of the tower and into the rain, flying off into San Diego...or was it San Francisco...whatever, Olympic City, they called it now. He flew into the sky, ignoring the rain, looking over the city.</blockquote>

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