Who: Re-l and Slade.
When: January 21st.
Where: One of Slade's bunkers.
Summary: The least ideal situation crops up with the two people who really shouldn't be stuck together for long periods of time.
Warnings: Cursing, violence.
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think about it, you're pounding on the fault line )
Still, her comment does prompt him to rise and see for himself. His mouth thinning, his brow furrows, just slightly. ]
Probably more.
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And some people seem to think it's some goddamn conspiracy on the Newcomers' parts.
[She pulls out the earpiece for the first time in two days and tosses it onto her NV. She rubs at her ear.]
Bastards.
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You're really surprised?
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[Goddamn natives. Everything is the fault of Newcomers. She bets some of them get up in the mornings and trip on something only to blame Newcomers. She knows some of the officers kick around the curse well enough.
She shrugs.]
It's just ridiculous. Let's go back to blaming the Core. I was pretty comfortable with that.
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It's easier to blame something you can see.
[ Or someone. Newcomers wouldn't be so noticeable if the Core didn't keep showering them with questionable affections. ]
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[She folds her hands together and cracks the knuckles on her one hand.]
Too terrified of the stigma.
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