Okay, look, it was a dumb way to get injured, but
the thing was, Zoe Ryder had jumped from the upper deck to the lower deck of
the cargo bay approximately a million times. The lift was never on the right
level, somehow, and it took a stupidly long time to get from one level to the
next, and it was only a bit over a two-meter drop, which was practically
nothing. And most importantly, she’d
never gotten hurt before, any of the thousands of times she’d jumped to the
lower level, so there was no particular reason to think she was going to get
hurt this time.
But this time, she got distracted or something, and
when she landed, she landed off-balance. She rolled her ankle so badly she
could feel something pop, and instead of loping off cheerfully to see what the
rest of the crew were up to, she ended up rolling on her back on the floor,
clutching her ankle and saying, “Ow
ow ow ow fucking ouch.”
happened here?” Gil demanded, poking his head through the door.
fell,” Zoe said. “Ow.”
jumped, you mean,” Vetra said, sounding amused. “You brought this on yourself,
Zoe glared up at her. Vetra was just unfairly tall,
especially from this angle. “One
time. One time I landed wrong. I must have made that jump a million times and one time
I landed wrong.”
okay, Ryder?” Liam asked, laughing. He might have at least pretended he wasn’t
laughing. Zoe did her best to glare at him, too.
He was smiling at her, though, which made it hard
for her to be too mad at him, even if it was at her own expense. Plus, he’d been doing something or
other to the Nomad, lending Gil a hand with it, and he’d thrown off his shirt
at some point, so he was standing there looking also unfairly tall, and even
more unfairly lean and attractive.
just a sprain,” she said, attempting not to be distracted. “It’s no big deal. I’ve
sprained ankles before.” Ignoring the various hands helpfully offered, Zoe
pushed herself up onto her feet, only to yelp and hop frantically on one foot,
holding the injured foot off the deck. She flailed her arms wildly, trying to
keep from falling over again, and both Liam and Gil reached in to grab her arms
and keep her upright.
"Try as you may, Valerie, but you will never live up to the Coopers of yesteryear. You are merely chasing delusions of grandeur and living in the past, failing to realize that your ambition is worthless. Since you're dealing with gangs now, it's only a matter of time before you're snuffed out before becoming the 'next great Cooper.' The family legacy has long since been dead, and there's nothing you can do to resurrect it."
Break my muse with as many words as you want
“Look I know that I’m the one who screwed up every which way but I’m trying, okay!? I’m just trying to let my parents and ancestors rest in peace, even if they’re probably turning in their graves at all the stupid mistakes I’m making left and right just trying to learn what they left behind for me!
I’m trying to save my city and my family’s honor and I know I’m doing a horrible job doing it, yes!
So shut up and stop putting it on a billboard for the world to see, okay!?”
As harsh as the words were, tears stung at her eyes as she took deep breaths through her nose. Those breaths became shuttery, and soon she turned on her heel and away from the other, image flickering as she tried and failed to turn invisible with all the emotion inside her.
Having your own self doubts handed to you on a plate can do that, she’s noticed.
Serra: And believe me, if I could get the Summoner to stop putting me in harms way, I would.
Selena: Gods, if you’re going to keep being rude, I’ll just forget about helping you and leave.
Serra: W-wait, no! You have to make it up to me!
Selena: Let go of my arm!
Serra: You can’t leave meee!
Selena: You’re making a scene! F-fine, just tell me what you want from me!
Serra: Yes, victory! Hmm… normally, I’d demand she follow me around all day, protecting me and waiting on me, hand and foot…
Serra: But then again… Selena’s so infuriating to be around.
Selena: I’m standing right here, you know!
Serra: Okay, just come with me and I’ll think of something!
Selena: This is gonna be a long day…
[Selena and Serra have
support rank B.]
Selena: Hah! Okay, Miss Princess, If you really want my honest opinion.
Selena: The color is all wrong, and I don’t get the fit of your dress… but the scarf? Adorable.
Serra: Hehe, even if you know nothing about stylish colors, there is always one universal trend that we can both agree on…
Serra: Yes! They will never go out of style!
Selena: Heh, I never would’ve thought we could get along… but spending the day with you, I’ve realized that we’re a lot alike.
Selena: I mean, who would have expected it, when you’re so frilly and vain, and I’m so not!
Serra: The fact that you think of that as a compliment is abhorrent!
Selena: …Hey, Serra? I’m sorry about how rude I was to you when we met. it was just that I… really hate people who act like they’re better than everyone.
Serra: don’t you act the same?!
Selena: Wha– no! I mean…okay, that’s not the point. I sorta grew up in the shadow of someone really… perfect. So, I always try to knock people off their high-horses, y’know? …Level the playing field.
Serra: Oh…I can, um, relate to that. I didn’t exactly get… attention or care, as a child. But I deserve it, I know I do!
Serra: And, I know you do too! Just to a lesser extent.
Selena: Ugh, neither of us got what we deserved, and that messed us up, but… we got to meet each other in this world, so even if you’re super terrible and annoying, I’ll be your friend, and I’ll be annoying with you.
Serra: Oh… me too, Selena, my atrocious comrade! And, I don’t say this to most people, but… thank you, friend.
Selena: Are you crying?!
Serra: *Sniff* N-NO!
[Selena and Serra have
support rank A.]
Serra: Oh, and did you see what Virion was wearing? Hah, I’d expect better than a bib from nobility such as us!
Serra: … Selena?
Serra: You’ve been getting distracted like this all day! Even I’M starting to get worried…
Selena: Heh, sorry, it’s nothing.
Selena: Okaaay, fine. I’m just distracted by your voice.
Serra: Oh… I-I’ll stop talking so much.
Selena *blushing*: Wait, no! That’s not what I meant! And I’m…I’m sorry for saying that when we met. I really love your voice, I think it’s adorable!
Serra *blushing*: Oh! Ah, erm, well, naturally.
Selena: And I love hearing you laugh about stuff, and the way you flourish everything, and how you’re always nice to me in your own ways… your own infuriating ways.
Serra: You know, Selena, you’re very important to me, too. You accept me, so completely, it’s…!
It’s really nice. I love the fire you have in battle, and somehow, I don’t mind all the trouble and walking it takes to heal you… I’d always heal /you/. I’m really glad we get to talk.
Selena *smiling*: …
Serra *smiling*: …
Selena: Sooo… we can, like, go out now, right?
Serra: Right! I love you, my atrocious and brilliant girlfriend!
Selena: Mm, it’s kinda funny… out of all the worlds I’ve been through, all the people I’ve met… I think you’re the one I adore the most.