Zhackie was reading a book when his Tac Pad went off. The setting to inform him on Rosskayan news was alerting him to an update. He read through the article, and his face began to loose color. He gritted his teeth and on angry impulse he slammed his left fist unto the wall of his building hard enough to cause a small dent in the concrete. "FUĆK!!!" He shouted. Rom began to whine in worry, sensing his partners' agitation. Zhackie steadied his breathing and began to calm. "I'm fine" He said turning to Rom with a weak smile.
Still, why didn't these fools understand they were not making the situation any better for Psions in that hellhole of a city. He's already accepted the fact that Rosskaya might never be a safe place for his kind, but at this pace that same ignorant fear that fueled the people of Rosskaya might end up spreading. He knew that Rosskaya was not the safest place a Psion could be, and if his mother was still alive she was somewhere in there, trying her best to make at least make that a possibility. He vowed never to go back, but he just might.
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