Laura | X-23-23 (
shoplifter) wrote in
riverview2018-11-10 01:10 am
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... I am back in town.
[It had been longer than she planned, really. She had a lot of things to think about — after all the harm she'd done, even if it wasn't her will to do it... It left a lot of room for uncertainty. Fear and panic for those she cared about. Part of her wondered if it would just be better, to stay out there like some little hermit child. It left room to think, though, about her time here. She's so much different, isn't she? Not in blinding ways. But she would like to hope that she's... improved. Became something bigger and better than the girl in the small cell, back in Mexico City.]
I'm back in school, too. People like Strange would be upset if I played 'hooky' anymore, even with them gone. I will — keep trying. To live like a person, to be someone. I think it is important to the people before me. It does not change what has happened... any of it. But it is making something for later, I think. That is what I've settled for, in my head.
To be better. And to not be what I was made for; I want to... think about things I can be... when I am older.
[She fidgets with the old, raggedy strap of her backpack, considerate. There's no limit of hesitancy to her voice, but even so—]
Is there something... You think changed for you? As a person?
After staying here.
Is there something you would still like to change?
... Maybe we can work on things together.
[She hopes, in the end, that it'll be enough to make her father proud of her.]
[It had been longer than she planned, really. She had a lot of things to think about — after all the harm she'd done, even if it wasn't her will to do it... It left a lot of room for uncertainty. Fear and panic for those she cared about. Part of her wondered if it would just be better, to stay out there like some little hermit child. It left room to think, though, about her time here. She's so much different, isn't she? Not in blinding ways. But she would like to hope that she's... improved. Became something bigger and better than the girl in the small cell, back in Mexico City.]
I'm back in school, too. People like Strange would be upset if I played 'hooky' anymore, even with them gone. I will — keep trying. To live like a person, to be someone. I think it is important to the people before me. It does not change what has happened... any of it. But it is making something for later, I think. That is what I've settled for, in my head.
To be better. And to not be what I was made for; I want to... think about things I can be... when I am older.
[She fidgets with the old, raggedy strap of her backpack, considerate. There's no limit of hesitancy to her voice, but even so—]
Is there something... You think changed for you? As a person?
After staying here.
Is there something you would still like to change?
... Maybe we can work on things together.
[She hopes, in the end, that it'll be enough to make her father proud of her.]

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[Honesty, it's a brand that sticks.]
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I think I may still have some Nanaimo bars, if you want them?
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I have never heard of those before.
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It's one of the only things I can cook.
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I would like to eat them all before Strand can even look at them.
[>:)]
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[But she's going to laugh.]
Well, that can be arranged if you want. I think he's sick of them anyway. They're sort of comfort food for me so I've been doing them a lot.
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[She considers something for a spell, brimming with curiosity.]
... My father was Canadian. Does this make me... 'Canadian-Mexican'?
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I'll be sure to pack up whatever's left for you to take home then.
And yeah, I would say Canadian-Mexican.