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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KitanaVorr" data-source="post: 1227586" data-attributes="member: 9167">January.16.2004Haven, Isla Verde12:24Katie leaned back in her chair for her moment, her pink lips pursed as she considered the information before her.  If he didn't normally kill civilians...then why did he wipe out that town?  These 'alphas'...they were such a mystery to everyone, including themselves.  What a lonely life that must be where you could destroy everything...where you could be so god-like.Katie wondered what that could do to a person's mind.  Only someone with a strong sense of self, of willpower could survive becoming god-like with any sense of morality intact.Reaver - meaning "To take away by violence or stealth, to bereave" and he had done all that, hadn't he?Her soft voice echoed in the room as a line from poetry came to mind while Reaver's image stilled on the monitor."With blustring breath of Heaven, that none can bide,And scorching flames of fierce Orions hound;Soone as the port from far he has espide,His chearfull whistle merily doth sound,And Nereus crownes with cups; his mates him pledge around."Closing her eyes, Katie continued to whisper softy..."Dismounting lightly from his loftie steed,He to him lept, in minde to reave his life,And proudly said; "Lo! there the worthie meedOf him that slew Sansfoy with bloody knife:Henceforth his ghost, freed from repining strife,In peace may passen over Lethe lake;When mourning altars, purged with enimies life,The black infernall Furies doen aslake:Life from Sansfoy thou tookst, Sansloy shall from thee take."Opening her brown eyes, she stared intently at the screen.  "And who took your life, Reaver?  I wonder."  Her fingers tapped on the computer, her mind searching for what those Atlanta papers he wanted so badly could possibly be about.</blockquote>

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