<span style="color: #ffff00">"ask him! you think i like hurting people The'kal loves? i just wanted to have a quick conversation and the next thing i know im being accused of being a monster because i was enslaved when he went through the same thing. the Hand made a murderer out of him and he had no choice, the Counsel made a murderer out of me and they wouldnt even let me kill myself... but this is what i hear everytime i talk to him and im sick of it... if i were half the monster he says i am he wouldnt be alive to keep saying it."</span>she shook her head with an angry huff and cleaned herself up.<span style="color: #ffff00">"im not apologizing this time. i tried very hard not to react but you kept after me... frustrating? no, i dont understand, i am forced to expose my mind to every vile thought that goes through the minds of my so called victims to make sure they are guilty but i have to understand that your on edge? i am clensing your world of people that make you sick to your stomach, people that would gleefully hurt your children in the sickest ways imaginable if given half a chance but i have to take this abuse from one who knows what im doing? just last week a Grimtotem with a skinning fetish was watching Amber and Relene play in the yard, i caught him, i looked into his mind and then i annihilated him because the things he wanted to do to your little girls would have made you puke... Amere is a good mom, he probably wouldnt have ever gotten a chance to take them but he wont be getting any other little girls either."</span>she threw her bottle of whisky against a wall and turned away to hide her tears.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i cant... i cant do what needs to be done and take this abuse... i cant... you have no idea how much it hurts to do what im doing but you get to hug Amber tonight because i found that man and made him pay for the two little girls he had already skinned."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>