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|Poses=:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Kyle Rayner is at Jessica&amp;#039;s apartment. He&amp;#039;s out of the rin, dressed in jeans, a light lbue t-shirt, and heavy gloves used for construction, gardening, etc. Green eyes inspect the place a little bit. &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;ll start small,&amp;quot; he moves to one of the metal shelving units. &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;ll start here.&amp;quot; He stands in front of it and the words are slow, nothing rushed. Everything is deliberate. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s going to suck. I know you don&amp;#039;t want to get rid of things. You know you need to. You&amp;#039;re no longer a victim. You&amp;#039;re a kick ass woman. Time to start facing a new enemy,&amp;quot; he smiles at her. &amp;quot;And I&amp;#039;ll help you. I&amp;#039;ll make sure you don&amp;#039;t fall,&amp;quot; again the words are soft as he keeps speaking. &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ve got this,&amp;quot; he says knowing that she&amp;#039;ll need a lot of talk. A lot of shoulder offerings in case she needs to lean.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz&amp;#039;s house is more or less a mix of &amp;#039;hoarding&amp;#039; and &amp;#039;doomsday survival&amp;#039; - there are shelves and shelves of shelf-stable produce and at least four freezers. The outer walls are reinforced with one-inch plywood and the windows are covered as well. There are clear paths to all the rooms. And one closet in the middle of the house has a very impressive armory. There are a lot of clothes - only some of which is clean.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica is wearing a slightly-stained gray T-shirt with an Overwatch logo on it and pants. &amp;quot;I know... but... it&amp;#039;s so hard to do it...&amp;quot; She sighs as she looks down at her ring. In this situation, her willpower&amp;#039;s rather faulty. &amp;quot;It just feels... safe in here. Comfortable. I know where everything is. I could close that door and not have to leave for two years. It&amp;#039;s... my Fortress of Solitude.&amp;quot; Obviously alluding to the legendary fortress of Superman.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Kyle is looking at the shelf. &amp;quot;First we clear this shelf,&amp;quot; he nods and the ring is off. &amp;quot;I know, it&amp;#039;ll still feel safe, but you&amp;#039;ll feell good to face the world, too,&amp;quot; he says brining up the first few bits from the botom shelf. A look is given to her, &amp;quot;What do want to do with these?&amp;quot; the plan is to clear the shelves then clear the wlals behind it. One sectionat time. this would be it for today.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz sighs softly. &amp;quot;One thing I like about a Lantern - is that space is big. Really big. It&amp;#039;s hard to fathom just how vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is - even our sector is... well... it&amp;#039;s big and there&amp;#039;s not that many plantes. Just flying not at my fastest speed - there&amp;#039;s a lot of solitude.&amp;quot; The only areas of the house that are _not_ complete disasters are the bedroom (well, half of it where the bed is), the office where her computer is (and hte door to the armory), and the master bathroom. &amp;quot;I used to talk with Drake about doing a donation to the food banks of all this stuff... but never got around to it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Yes, but this should feel like your home. Open like space, willing to face it all without any walls or things meant to keep things away,&amp;quot; Kyle says softly and he looks at her. &amp;quot;Basically to have it all without making yourself completely alien,&amp;quot; then he is setting aside any food so it could go to a local foodbank, &amp;quot;Once we clear offthe shelf,we can go there tonight, or tomorrow. I would like to start that tradition with you, Jess,&amp;quot; Kyle smiles and blushes a little bit. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;I could tell you what I&amp;#039;ve done since our last meeting,&amp;quot; he says just trying to make talk while showing her items that were not food, nor expired as he is hoping to clearing off that shelf.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz nods. &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;d be good,&amp;quot; she states softly, as she finds some boxes to put the food products in. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t need all of this,&amp;quot; she murmurs to herself, over and over again. &amp;quot;And...&amp;quot; She sighs softly. &amp;quot;The lighting&amp;#039;s kinda dim.&amp;quot; It&amp;#039;s daylight out - but every window&amp;#039;s fully covered. &amp;quot;Open like space, huh?&amp;quot; she whispers softly. &amp;quot;But I&amp;#039;m closed in like a clamshell. Maybe I should start opening the windows.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Kyle looks at her, &amp;quot;One step at a time.&amp;quot; He&amp;#039;s happy to move through the place just gathering up the food. &amp;quot;Yes. Space will be open. Remember, go at the pace you feel you should. If you want to open a window, just say so,&amp;quot; he says and gestures to the speace theya re making. &amp;quot;See? It&amp;#039;s growing,&amp;quot; he knows that&amp;#039;s a bad &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s what she said&amp;quot; joke in the making.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz nods. &amp;quot;I know...&amp;quot; She then slumps. &amp;quot;I feel so ridiculous in this situation. I should be the fearless Green Lantern.... but look at me? I&amp;#039;m flinching every time one of these items gets in the box.&amp;quot; She sighs softly. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m pathethic.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Kyle looks at her, &amp;quot;Every Green Lantern has their story. Not all of them are fun and happy when they start. Trust me,&amp;quot; he looks to her. &amp;quot;It doesn&amp;#039;t mean the story won&amp;#039;t get better. You&amp;#039;re not pathetic for going through some hardships,&amp;quot; he says just trying to ease Jessica. Kyle does feel bad for her. The horror of the creature-ring-thing that scarred her arm. How there are scars within her just by surviving the experience. Then the trauma she suffered before everything with rings began.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz nods as she was jut wearing a short-sleeve shirt now - her arm-scars were visible. &amp;quot;Anillo... let&amp;#039;s open a window. Just one.&amp;quot; She heads to the living room, holding her hand up - and various construct tools pry the plywood away and sets it to the side - a window facing the backyard. Which is unkempt but at least not a mess. She just stares out the window, sighing softly. &amp;quot;Is it just me...?&amp;quot; she murmurs in a dreamy voice. &amp;quot;Or does hte house seem more open now?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Well, you&amp;#039;re literally making room within it. Light coming in can make the place more inviting,&amp;quot; Kyle explains trying not to dissuade any progress. However, he is being a realist. This is a significant step. Getting everything like this area, that&amp;#039;s going to take time. &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re making a lot of progress. Just enjoy the sunlight in the place. The world can be scary, but it can be beautiful, too. I think a lot of Lanterns forget that about their sectors. There&amp;#039;s always a beautiful world, or some pretty part of a planet, somewhere in the sector,&amp;quot; he says with a little bit of sadness in his voice. Sometimes the universe is a cruel place by design. A few planets put an exclamation point at the end of that.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz shrugs. &amp;quot;Yeah. I Just feel pathethic that I need help just to clean my house up. Anyway - maybe I can take those shelves down - that corner is hard to navigate at times.&amp;quot; She sighs happily as she just looks over her back yard. &amp;quot;I do wonder if my neighbors would even recognize me...&amp;quot; She then murmurs, &amp;quot;Anyway - I was trying to write my next book, and I had a neat idea. Under Volthoom&amp;#039;s influence, I had all the characters figthing each other - it tanked. Was trying to think of something to get out of the corner and maybe use some Emotional Spectrum stuff - just say that a strange red light was making them all angry and they had to solve it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;You shouldn&amp;#039;t,&amp;quot; but Kyle can understand why she does. When people are recovering, and they generally feel weak. Sometimes this comes because they see others acting better. When it&amp;#039;s not that, it&amp;#039;s the comparing of oneself pre, and post, injury. Eventually, people bounce back faster than before. &amp;quot;Maybe, but if people put two and two together, it could be problematic. Use the ideas, but change the colors. Go beyond Mister Biv.&amp;quot; A grin is on his face as he talks about artwork.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz nods. &amp;quot;Yeah... like if the Red Lanterns ever come to this side of the galaxy...&amp;quot; She shrugs softly. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know...&amp;quot; She sighs softly as she just paces back and forth. &amp;quot;Hmmmmmm....&amp;quot; she murmurs softly. &amp;quot;What else should we do?&amp;quot; she asks, glancing back at the empty shelf.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Other colors do,&amp;quot; Kyle says softly and he looks at the woman. &amp;quot;Take down theshelf next,&amp;quot; he says softly with an amused smile on his face as he is happy to keep this going. They&amp;#039;ve gone farther than he expected.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz just sighs softly as she twitches. &amp;quot;Alright... just one shelf,&amp;quot; she murmurs as she uses constructs to take it to the ground. &amp;quot;The sad thing? This isn&amp;#039;t the first time I did this... with an old friend I cleared some of it out -but... it didn&amp;#039;t take.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Well, if it doesn&amp;#039;t take I&amp;#039;m going to yell, and make you do two shelves,&amp;quot; Kyle grins at her. Then he crosses his arms just leaning to see how the shelf is going. &amp;quot;I thinkw e should free a widnwo or something more from here. Make sure it takes,&amp;quot; he admits.Green eyes watch Jessica as he is curdious what she is thinking to that question.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz murmurs, &amp;quot;I mean - I tried clearing the house before with a good friend - he moved on to someone else when I had to leave for months... and... I never took the shelves down...&amp;quot; She slumps as she shakes her head. &amp;quot;Anillo - why are you here?&amp;quot; The ring starts to flash in confusion, not really sure what to say as it makes a &amp;#039;huh&amp;#039; noise.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; A nod comes from Kyle,&amp;quot; then he goes to her for a moment. He tries to hold her close for a moment. &amp;quot;Do you need to talk about it?&amp;quot; he murmurs softly just holding the woman close to him. Rigth now, eh&amp;#039;s unsure where the bad memory starts or finishes, he just knows its&amp;#039; bad.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz just leans against you. &amp;quot;Ever been in a nightmare?&amp;quot; she whispers. &amp;quot;Not just a dream - a living, waking, nightmare? I&amp;#039;ve been in two. One of my own making - and one that I never imagined possible. How did you get through your trials?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Kyle sighs, &amp;quot;An old girlfriend. I wanted to marry her. She was killed my first day with the ring...It wasn&amp;#039;t pretty,&amp;quot; Kyle says just telling her of a ngithmare he had endured. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s hard to fight past. Sometimes you need to dig deep, very deep within. Realize the things around you that are good, and cling to them, maybe a little harder than you should,&amp;quot; he admits. Kyle clung to his station in life as a lantern. Honestly, that helped him out a lot, Jess would need to do similar to get past her own nightmare. &amp;quot;Cling to the good stuff, regardless of what it is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz nods. &amp;quot;The mob. It&amp;#039;s all the mob&amp;#039;s fault. That&amp;#039;s why this all happened.&amp;quot; She sighs. &amp;quot;I was going hunting in the woods with some friends... and saw two people burying a body. We got the hell out of there...&amp;quot; She then raises her hand up, and creates constructs of three faces. &amp;quot;My friends... didn&amp;#039;t make it. They were gunned down. That&amp;#039;s when I locked myself in here. Six years ago. Until Volthoom came - I never left this place again. Terrified that they&amp;#039;d find me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Are you that same person. If you were there today, would the same thing happen,&amp;quot; Kyle asks. Green eyes look at her intently. Those eyes are soft, as he is watching her. He wants to see every part of her face. That&amp;#039;s a hard question to wrestle, and he knows it. He knows it all too well. How many times did he ask himself that question? Tons.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz shakes her head. &amp;quot;But that fear drew Volthoom to me - who made things worse.&amp;quot; She shakes her head. &amp;quot;I think I&amp;#039;m better now - but I sometimes have anxiety attacks from flashbacks and the like. I haven&amp;#039;t got a decent night of sleep in a month.&amp;quot; She sighs. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m a wreck.&amp;quot; Perhaps she doesn&amp;#039;t see the positive - that she stood up to Kilowog. Punched Guy in the face. Helped in planetary defense. Saved a civilization of little rock critters. But right now - she&amp;#039;s just pitying herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; A nod comes from Kyle, &amp;quot;You need to remember, who you are, and who you were are two different people. You have strenght now you didn&amp;#039;t have before. Ring or not, you&amp;#039;re stronger than you were. That makes you different. Think improved,&amp;quot; Kyle says honestly. All the things she has faced up to this point has changed her. That amount of time will change anyone for better or worse. Jessica doesn&amp;#039;t see it, but she did change for the better.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz nods slowly. &amp;quot;Maybe... but I was a different person before this happened. Part of me wants to take this ring - and go after the mob. Eradicate them.&amp;quot; Her ring ahems. &amp;quot;Yes, Anillo. I know. I know. A girl can dream...&amp;quot; She glances at Kyle. &amp;quot;I... can we talk about something else?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; A nod comes from him, and he does gibs slap her upside the head. &amp;quot;Kilowag would do that. Don&amp;#039;t go after the mob like that. You might attract the other colors,&amp;quot; Kyle smirks softly. &amp;quot;I could always make a Titanic movie joke involving drawing,&amp;quot; Kyle smiles at Jess hopefully lightening up the room. &amp;quot;How about we go for a movie after this? Way to tackle the world, but stay hidden. Best of both worlds?&amp;quot; he offers with a small shrug. Green eyes looking to her hoping that helps a lot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:971|Jessica Cruz (971)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jessica Cruz jumps, then giggles softly. She then starts to smile faintly. &amp;quot;Maybe we can go to the diner and get pancakes?&amp;quot; she asks as she smiles happily. &amp;quot;There&amp;#039;s a 24-hour one a few blocks away - at least there used to be.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;{{#var:987|Kyle Rayner (987)}} has posed:&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Well, what are we doing here? Free the window and we&amp;#039;ll get going,&amp;quot; Kyle smiles big as he is moving. Whilsting a little, he uses the phone to look up times. A sparkle is in his eye as he watches her. Today is going to be a good day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Liu</name></author>
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