life sucks, let's dance

Aurelia

and that the world is always our fault
when we did nothing, how did we do wrong?

"You could say that..." Aurelia let out a scoff, though more directed at the fact that anyone would call her accomplished. A fighter? Yes, absolutely; one of the worst sorts. Regardless of the reasons behind her actions, any glory Aurelia had once felt for that part of her life was consumed by a greater sense of guilt now. She was proud she'd made it through all the odds stacked against her, sure. However, she was ashamed of the price she had so willingly, thoughtlessly paid in the name of survival.

But the conversation swept on, and Aurelia would prefer it that way. It's a fucked up world, blah blah blah.

At Ray's acceptance of the challenge, Aurelia's smirk became a smile. "Perhaps I can," she spoke with assurance and directed them into a ring. She entered first, weaving underneath the rope that bordered it. Readily, she took up a stance on the opposite side, facing Ray. "No cheap shots, and..." she eyed the other girl up and down, trying to decipher whether she had any special abilities or not, "no magic. Agreed?"

Her hands lifted up, balling into fists, her feet poised but firm in stance, expression stiffening into concentration. "Let's see what you got."

and I've been thinking that when we thought
the world would break us, that we weren't wrong