What: Distractions Where: As far from town as they can get When: Mid day Warnings: Possible Status: Closed
Yay. More people from home were showing up. And didn't that just make Murphy oh so happy. Actually, no. He hated every one of them because they hated him. Raven showing up would just be icing on the cake. She was the one who actually had a reason to hate him; because of his actions she was crippled for life. Oh well. He'd been backed into a corner. He hadn't had much choice. He'd lashed out, he'd done what he had to do to survive.
That's what cockroaches did, after all. Survival, at all costs. He wasn't proud of the things he'd done, but he wasn't exactly ashamed either. At least he hadn't massacred an entire village of innocents the way Finn had done. Murphy might be inclined to look out for number one, but he wasn't heartless. Or insane. he supposed insanity was a more precise excuse for Finn's actions. Not that it mattered. He'd paid the ultimate price, and while Murphy felt bad about what happened to Finn, he couldn't say Finn didn't deserve it.
Murphy sighed. He hated thinking about life before Roswell. It had been hell. Every single fucking day had been hell for him. ANd just when he was starting to feel comfortable in this new life, along came Clarke and Bellamy. Octavia. Jasper. Lexa. It seemed like it was only a matter of time now before Raven showed up. Or even Finn since apparently the dead could live again in this place. Great.
"You bring the knives?" he glanced at Clove. He knew she had, but he still asked.