Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-25808351-20160830003404

"I held the information because I didn't want to burden anyone with it. But regret? No, I regret none of it." Hound folds his arms as Armata shows an expression of surprise. "I did what I was paid to do, I followed my orders. It wasn't anything personal to all those who were innocent, am I proud of it, no, but I did my job. You can blame me if you want, but in the end, the responsibility also belongs to the man who gave the order."

I grab my sword and yank it out of the floor and head to the exit. I stop to look over my shoulder at the Doctor. "Look upon me however you want. Despise me, hate me, banish me from your life.... do as you will. I held the information, so I wouldn't lose the few people I care about." My gaze shifts to Lucida as she hides behind her father. "Regardless of your opinion, Ibrahim, I will see this crisis through, or die trying. I promise you that much." With that said, I exit the room.