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[bane_archetype]

Had a spot of trouble with a Sontaran - nasty that. Surprisingly enough it was Maria's mum who saved the day

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[downwardsaunter]

I'm not even going to pretend I know what a Sontaran is.

She's leaving for America. Not another planet, Kiddo. Buck up. It's not the end of the world.

[bane_archetype]

Alien warrior race. War's all they know and acknowledge.

I see her every day. It's normal to see her every day. I want normal.

[downwardsaunter]

Sounds like someone I know.

Ah. Hmm. Perhaps sabotaging her plans and bringing her home, then?

[bane_archetype]

She probably knows them. Somewhere, She probably started the whole thing.

I want to...So much.

[downwardsaunter]

She is good at what She does. Gotta give her that.

And you don't because...?

[bane_archetype]

I want her to be happy... SOMEONE has to.

[downwardsaunter]

...Other people don't want her to be happy?

[bane_archetype]

No, I mean...

Nevermind.

It doesn't matter anyhow.

[downwardsaunter]

Ah. Right.

This is one of those awkward teenager-y moments?

[bane_archetype]

I suppose. If I go by my body's age, yeah. Maybe. I don't know.

I want to break something. Lots of things. Maybe set a few fires.

[downwardsaunter]

Make sure they're controlled and don't kill any plants that don't ask for it.

[bane_archetype]

Heh.