Letter to Gotham
Dear Dr. Thompkins,
Your last letter almost didn't arrive, and it's been rather late. I hope you're doing all right. I asked Tefe if someone was keeping an eye on your clinic, at least.
Training is difficult. It's very hard to break the conditioning not to strike, even if self-defense. Knowing I'll be dealing with nastier people than the militia that was attacking home did drive the point, though. There's no way you can walk away from the dominant structure of force. The people at my home tried walking away, building a remote colony to isolate themselves as much as possible from the world, and even they got hit. So, defending others seems to be the best way to make sense of the conflict, though that conflict might always be there.
I'm learning how to drive. I'm still nervous going at top speeds, but if I have to get someone away from a problem really fast? Well, that'll be useful. The shifting? Well, you know who's helping with that. I just hope he remembers to keep pushing. This is very difficult for him, the prospect that I'll be there with him when the trouble hits, rather than thousands of miles away. On the other hand, we're thrilled to be spending time together.
There's still a long way to go. Oh, and we got a new guy at the house. Name's Grant. I managed to say the exact wrong thing when we met up, but I hope I can apologize in person. He seems like a decent guy. Construction worker, had a bit of trouble and ended up coming here because that's where his family was.
Anyway, not a lot of time left before mail pickup. Good luck and warm thoughts.
Peace and love,
Aurora
Your last letter almost didn't arrive, and it's been rather late. I hope you're doing all right. I asked Tefe if someone was keeping an eye on your clinic, at least.
Training is difficult. It's very hard to break the conditioning not to strike, even if self-defense. Knowing I'll be dealing with nastier people than the militia that was attacking home did drive the point, though. There's no way you can walk away from the dominant structure of force. The people at my home tried walking away, building a remote colony to isolate themselves as much as possible from the world, and even they got hit. So, defending others seems to be the best way to make sense of the conflict, though that conflict might always be there.
I'm learning how to drive. I'm still nervous going at top speeds, but if I have to get someone away from a problem really fast? Well, that'll be useful. The shifting? Well, you know who's helping with that. I just hope he remembers to keep pushing. This is very difficult for him, the prospect that I'll be there with him when the trouble hits, rather than thousands of miles away. On the other hand, we're thrilled to be spending time together.
There's still a long way to go. Oh, and we got a new guy at the house. Name's Grant. I managed to say the exact wrong thing when we met up, but I hope I can apologize in person. He seems like a decent guy. Construction worker, had a bit of trouble and ended up coming here because that's where his family was.
Anyway, not a lot of time left before mail pickup. Good luck and warm thoughts.
Peace and love,
Aurora