twenty :: text

[i_got_this]

To anyone who gives a shit, North Dakota is gone.

Filtered to Freelancers and Noble Six

He left letters. They're in his room. Have at it. Someone take the dog, I can't look at it.

[Text because she can't risk talking right now.]

Comments

[i_got_this]

Yeah, I guess not.

[She continues to look at the flowers. It was all eating away at her, and she needed a distraction.]

So, what next?

[lucre]

[ She picks out thirteen of the best ones to bring to the register, letting the shopowner to keep the change when she offers them for South to hold. ]

Now you will show me where you have been hiding.

[i_got_this]

[South takes the flowers, still looking at them in a numb fog, and then glances up at Lucrezia. She raises her brows.] Well, uh ... mostly I been staying with people in the city.

[poking lightly at one of the flowers. Yup, sleeping with random strangers to avoid going home.] We could hang out at my place, it's a bit messy, though.

[lucre]

Better a mess than a home without character.

[ Lucrezia moves to link her arm with South's as she starts walking out of the shop. ]

[i_got_this]

Heh, I'd like to tell my mom that. [South ghosts a small, tired smile at her, leaning slightly into the contact.]

[lucre]

Then tell her. She cannot make you do anything against your will.

[i_got_this]

Oh she certainly tried. [Good god the matching outfits. Flashbacks of horror.] At least she's not here, right? That I don't mind.

[lucre]

Do you despise your mother so?

[i_got_this]

Well ... okay, despise is a little strong. But both of my parents were pretty happy pairing North and I together when I just wanted to be myself.

[Frowning, watching her feet for a moment.] You know, everyone tried to pair us together because we were twins. Even within the project. I just wanted to be my own person.

[lucre]

[ Despise is a strong word. Lucrezia wouldn't even use it against her own father, despite it all, but perhaps for Juan, absolutely. ]

But now you are your own person. Again. Does that not please you?

[i_got_this]

Without my parents, yeah, but .. I mean North was never the problem. Everyone else made it that way.

[It's hard to explain, but she misses him. She just wanted to be her own person without having to sacrifice her closest friend.]

[That he goes home to die by her doing just makes it even worse.]

[lucre]

[ She squeezes her arm in reassurance, comfort, if it makes any difference. ]

But you love your brother.

[i_got_this]

[It is something.]

Yeah. I just hated being twins.

[lucre]

If he had been only your brother, would it have been easier?

[i_got_this]

Yeah.

[She frowns even as she says it. She figures then, they might not have been dressed alike. They might not have had matching armor even. But even as she says it, she wonders if they wouldn't have had that twinsense, that idea that she instinctively knew how he was going to twitch when they were in a firefight. That had been special, that was no one else but them.]

[lucre]

But would you love him less then?

[i_got_this]

Well no ... of course not ...

[She doesn't know what Lucrezia's getting at, but she's eager to change the subject.] We should grab some lunch or something. [Not that she intends on eating any of it.]