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Majem
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By the time the dark sphere was gone, so was Ryan. The hostile one of two women was calmed, so now they could "talk it out" as the pink woman had said she wanted to. They wouldn't fight, so Ryan was no longer needed here. As a wanderer, he didn't have a job, but breaking up fights was a hobby of his. With his powers, he didn't mind being a punching bag until people calmed down, though he could throw in a few punches too if need be.
Staring at the hole in the street, Ryan figured this could be a hazard for distracted people. Sadly, he didn't have anything to repair the hole, or otherwise draw attention to it. He shrugged. Someone will inform authorities and the issue'll be taken care of.
Satisfied with what he has done here, Ryan turned around and walked away.
Staring at the hole in the street, Ryan figured this could be a hazard for distracted people. Sadly, he didn't have anything to repair the hole, or otherwise draw attention to it. He shrugged. Someone will inform authorities and the issue'll be taken care of.
Satisfied with what he has done here, Ryan turned around and walked away.