100 in 100!

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Your challenge (should you choose to accept it) is to crank out 100 words or 1 graphic inspired by the word:
Rage

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“This isn’t public knowledge yet…and once we say it, it must not be spoken to anyone outside of this room,” Nik started, his tone somber as he propped one ankle upon his other leg and absently scratched at his ankle. “I’ll forbid it if I must…”
“You gotta know me better than that,” Vance frowned.
“We do,” Jia assured him, “but it’s…Laedan Hallister’s been murdered.”
“Mur…when? How? By…”
The piercing gazes both Nik and Jia gave him answered the last question without the name being said. He shuddered, looked away toward the fire, and asked, “Was this…two night’s ago? Late?”
“We’re not sure…we just got the news from Oasis…but the timeline’s about right. How do you…?”
Vance shook his head at Jia’s aborted question. “Something I felt…sensed. It happens sometimes…”
Nik toyed with the top of his sock and muttered, “To me too…sometimes.”
The men held each other’s gaze as Jia continued. “She has reason to suspect HOPE’s influence. We were talking before she went to Kennedy…she went in the hopes of gaining Geary’s support against HOPE…”
“And now she wants to hold a summit with as many allies as we can muster…find a way to stand against HOPE and put a stop to their influence and interference. Even if it means going to war.”
“War? As in an attack on St. Alban’s?” He briefly eyed the open bottle of wine on the table in their midst, keenly aware at that moment of the aroma he had not noticed before, and then stared at Jia with concern. The whole point of traveling to Fort Hamilton had been to avoid physical violence, something Roland Marrock had fought to accomplish his entire time as laedan. He found it difficult to believe Jia wanted this now, that Nik supported warfare, and wondered where this idea had come from?
Perhaps Oasis was more like her father then most had realized.
“We’re gonna try diplomacy,” she assured him, the guilty edge to her voice expressing that she knew what he was thinking without the need for physical contact between them.
Nik nodded. “Of course we are. But we gotta be realistic. How many years have Laedans tried diplomacy with them? No one really believes they’re going to accept any political boundaries and give up their hatred of anything abnormal.”
“And if Donnovan gets HOPE’s support,” interjected Liam, “He’s not going to waste time on diplomacy. He’s going to come here and demand what he thinks is his. I don’t know him as well as others…” He had grown up with the Channon boys as Jia and Addi had, but he had spent less time in the Fortress with them. He and Donnovan had shared nothing in common. “…but even I know what he’s like.”
From the farthest corner of the room, speaking from the shadows with a tension in his jaw that expressed rage the others were able to temper, Pain growled, “He’s killed enough people. He’s not going to stop now. If he comes for her…”