[ It's something she understands, fighting doesn't end, fighting never ends, whether that's here, or on some wasteland plain of Pandora, or on a planet a hundred years away. She's died screaming and choking on purple stained blood, she might die like that again. Doesn't change anything, not really.
But she can change how she meets it, this time. Not through machinations. She's done with it - she'll burn this time. She wants to be bright, not a cold girl and shell of a body. One day she won't just look with envy, she can been seen as something other than pathetic.
For now, she gives herself over to Lexa's teaching, to her keeping. Her attention is rapt, given completely to observing and storing away. In that manner, her mind is exact, controlled and regimented so that everything has a place. Like she's build a folio just around Lexa herself. No detail left spared. ]
This one's a little heavy so far, but I think that's just practise. I've never really used these muscles before. [ But Prince had already said there was nothing for that but training. ]
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But she can change how she meets it, this time. Not through machinations. She's done with it - she'll burn this time. She wants to be bright, not a cold girl and shell of a body. One day she won't just look with envy, she can been seen as something other than pathetic.
For now, she gives herself over to Lexa's teaching, to her keeping. Her attention is rapt, given completely to observing and storing away. In that manner, her mind is exact, controlled and regimented so that everything has a place. Like she's build a folio just around Lexa herself. No detail left spared. ]
This one's a little heavy so far, but I think that's just practise. I've never really used these muscles before. [ But Prince had already said there was nothing for that but training. ]