>>6316838You have confidence in your abilities. Those that have always been with you, those that you can rely on. You have lived on the street, surviving unmolested, both literally and figuratively, getting your meals, while keeping your goal, or at least the direction of it, in sights.
In that time, you had your weak moments, but you didn’t waver at your core, you didn’t break down. And while you’re not doubting yourself, you are questioning what in the fuck is all this? The world isn’t what you thought? Let’s be honest, you didn’t care much about the world. Besides your place in it, that is. But this isn’t about the world being different, what the hell is up with you? Your mind? Your thoughts? Wha-!
You are snapped back to the present by Leader gently shaking your shoulder. Blinking, you see that you’re near the beach. It’s a bit cloudy, so it’s not packed, but there are still plenty of people around. You blink again, shaking your thoughts away. You wanted this training, you shouldn’t be late. You unbuckle yourself, in a half daze and stand. Leader alongside you, but before you can leave the van, she stops you.
“Sister, wait.”
You turn back, to her, only to be met with… it’s not a hug, that’s for sure. She puts her hands on the sides of your head, your ears rest uncovered between her thumb and index finger. She pulls you closer to her, your face near her breast, but no contact aside from her hands. You remain stunned for a few moments, both from your previous state, and from her action, but before you can recover, it’s over. Leader releasing her grasp, stepping away, and giving you a light nod. Eyes as silent as ever. Faint warmth of touch fading. You can’t process that, not at the moment, you have a backlog for processing things now, and that goes right to the back of the line. So you turn on your heel, open the van door, and find Jacky waiting for you right outside.
She greets you with a grin.
“Well well. Look who it is looking like shit. Again!”
She tuts her hand. The van doors shut behind you, as she continues.
“But don’t worry, there isn’t a better company than me.”
The van starts it’s engines, and starts pulling away.
“The training’s prooobably not going to be that fun on it’s own, but nothing that can’t be fixed. Now come on, stop staring like you’re concussed. We got places to be, and shots to down!”
>Kick your brain out of this haze, you have a cue of problems, and right now is not the time for them.>Shots sounds good, but honestly, you just need a breather before you start. (What do you do then? Write-in?)>Write-in?- - - - -
(Mechanics)
You’re tired, not really physically, but mentally.
Feeling pretty calm, more than you were before.
Sun is shining through the cloud cover, warming your bare skin. It feels nice.
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