[ Such words might usually be be uttered with haughty arrogance by her, but here, she delivers it with graveness. The longer she lingers on the topic, the less she feels she needs to put on a front about in front of Shoko, who's she's already determined is unlikely to betray her tentative trust while they're on this mission. Greedily, she takes a long swig from her can, hating the feeling of fretting over this in any way at all — it's in the past.
She sniffs, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. ]
I escaped within less than a fucking year of being sold to them. [ A little pride seeps back into her tone, and then fondness, indisputable and vibrant and wild, like a love that can't ever be contained or named. Even mentioning that yes, she had been sold to the laboratory by other parties can't dampen the intensity of her next words: ] I broke Ninety-Nine out too. Then we blew up the whole place as we left.
[ This, she can reminisce warmly about; she doesn't think she's ever felt or will ever feel as free as she did in that moment, metaphorically flipping the bird to all that had put them both through indescribable hell. She never forgets to mention Ninety-Nine's suffering in tandem with her own; the laboratory of Parma is her story, but it's her companion's too. ]
You know... she'd never even seen the sun before I saved her. That's the kind of people they were.
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[ Such words might usually be be uttered with haughty arrogance by her, but here, she delivers it with graveness. The longer she lingers on the topic, the less she feels she needs to put on a front about in front of Shoko, who's she's already determined is unlikely to betray her tentative trust while they're on this mission. Greedily, she takes a long swig from her can, hating the feeling of fretting over this in any way at all — it's in the past.
She sniffs, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. ]
I escaped within less than a fucking year of being sold to them. [ A little pride seeps back into her tone, and then fondness, indisputable and vibrant and wild, like a love that can't ever be contained or named. Even mentioning that yes, she had been sold to the laboratory by other parties can't dampen the intensity of her next words: ] I broke Ninety-Nine out too. Then we blew up the whole place as we left.
[ This, she can reminisce warmly about; she doesn't think she's ever felt or will ever feel as free as she did in that moment, metaphorically flipping the bird to all that had put them both through indescribable hell. She never forgets to mention Ninety-Nine's suffering in tandem with her own; the laboratory of Parma is her story, but it's her companion's too. ]
You know... she'd never even seen the sun before I saved her. That's the kind of people they were.