[Today, Cass is dressed like a normal person. She's sitting in the cafeteria with a mug of tea, perched in a chair with her knees drawn up to her chest and her oversized sweater pulled over them so she's just a blob of blue fabric with arms. Even the hood is up. With her chin on her knees and her eyes on the tea, she speaks to the comm quietly.]
Had all the words. Could make them, if I wanted. Could write. Talked normal. Was normal.
Couldn't see bodies talking. Didn't need. [Her fist comes up to rub at her temple.] Makes headaches, now.
Does that... happen a lot? Was confusing. Was not fun.
Had all the words. Could make them, if I wanted. Could write. Talked normal. Was normal.
Couldn't see bodies talking. Didn't need. [Her fist comes up to rub at her temple.] Makes headaches, now.
Does that... happen a lot? Was confusing. Was not fun.
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27/9/12 19:49 (UTC)No. Only people I punch, bad guys. You're safe.
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27/9/12 20:12 (UTC)...
I can't tell you being normal's overrated. Or underrated. I don't know anything about being 'normal'. When the breaches have made me like everyone else, it's always made things...easier. The people I've turned into have always lived more peaceful lives, easier lives, than I have. They don't have to keep secrets or be afraid.
But if I had the choice, I know I'd choose the life I have, a life that lets me help the people I love. That's...that's how I deal with it now.
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28/9/12 00:34 (UTC)And he says a lot. All of it is relevant to her. When he's done, Cass is feeling a lot better than she had been.]
Yeah. Better to... help people.