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Melanie, carrying Ryan, was rushing back to the tower. Her energy was running low and she had mantained damage from the battle, namely her neck. Though breaking her neck wouldn't kill her, it did damage the wiring and her vision was flickering slightly and her sense of balance was slightly off. Getting home and getting it fixed was a main priority. Her second priority was less based on her and more based on the figure in her arms.

Ryan, formerly known as Krotos, was very still and very cold as far as her sensors could tell. She was eager to get him back to the tower and check all his vital signs and make sure that he was truely okay. He'd exerted a lot of his energy to divert the blast into the air so that no one would be hurt and in return he'd been accepted into the Teen Titans. Of course, the others didn't know it yet. She hadn't had the chance to tell them yet and didn't know how they would react.

At the moment though she couldn't be worried about them. Ryan's life was probably hanging in the balance and Melanie was going to do all in her power to make sure he recovered quickly, even if it meant her friends might disagree. It only took a matter of minutes before she was back at the tower and made her way to the medical room, gently laying Ryan on one of the beds. Mentally she issued the tower's built in system to start checking his vital signs and give an estimate on the damage that had been done to his body while she hurried back to her room.

Quickly she plugged Mel's body in and re-entered the tower's mainframe, updating on the statues of the tower and her friends. Someone had attempted to hack into her but the defense system had blocked it while she was out. Ryan was in bad shape but not irreparable. And... there was someone unfamilar in the living room? This could be a problem.

Melanie created two hollagrams, one who walked into the room Ryan was recovering in and the other into the living room. The first with Ryan opened the door quietly, smiling, eyes noticably blue and not gold. "Hey," she said, softly closing the door behind her and walking up to his bedside, "How do you feel?"

The second hollogram of herself walked into the living room, blue eyes narrowed slightly as she examined the figure on the couch from a safe distance. She didn't seem hostile and had gone as far as to register herself in Melanie's system, kind of like a greeting, which was probably why Melanie hadn't been alarmed. Plus if she was hostile she probably wouldn't be calmly sitting on the couch watching TV. "Well hello there," she said, not hostile but rather with uncertain suspition as she walked around infront of the couch, just out of reach, smiling slightly, "I don't have guests all that often. Might I ask who you are?"