LIBBS
Libbs frowned. "That sucks. I'm better with guns." she stated offhandedly.
She then paused for a brief second there. Did she remember something?
Her eyes blinked slowly, and she scratched that hard-workin' cranium. Wait. She even patted the side of her head for good measure. In case that was a thought that believed it was a memory. Nope. That was memory. Came with a flashback even! Of her brother and herself, practicing in the range. She couldn't have been more then what? 14? Maybe 15? Her brother had just gotten back from bootcamp, and was showing off his new skills..
Their parents were mad. She remembered that. They didn't want him to go but he chose to. For the wrong reasons. She worried about him. But she admired him too. He was so cool and brave- sacrificing himself like that to take care of them. And so there they sat, at a shooting range, her brother's guiding arms around hers as she shot. "Y'know Libbs, maybe when you're a little older you could join! You'd got some great aim." It gave her hope. Purpose too. Potential purpose. And she craved that! Unfortunately, the fear of judgement on her parent's end would definitely hold that over her head. Will wasn't allowed at the house anymore for his decision. She hadn't seen him in almost 6 years.
The realization gave her a sad smile, and she looked to Sunjata's basket, hiding it with a pointed insult. "How did yours end up worse than mine? I literally had a one dimensional plane here a second ago.." she smirked, before her eyes widened.
Wait. WAIT.
She poured over the basket, her eyes scouring it over for imperfection. She then put her empty glass into the miraculous instrument of holding, lifting it above her head. Oh thank the gods it WORKED. She unleashed an excited, happy scream, hopping out of the chair to dance around in circles, both feet tapping the ground like an excited corgi. "It's doneeeeee! I DID IT. Well. WE did it." she had to give him some credit after all. "Wait. You could've TRADED for the basket?!? I DID THIS FOR NOTHING!??!" she paused, and exclaimed. Wow. Now she felt like a real moron.
She then paused for a brief second there. Did she remember something?
Her eyes blinked slowly, and she scratched that hard-workin' cranium. Wait. She even patted the side of her head for good measure. In case that was a thought that believed it was a memory. Nope. That was memory. Came with a flashback even! Of her brother and herself, practicing in the range. She couldn't have been more then what? 14? Maybe 15? Her brother had just gotten back from bootcamp, and was showing off his new skills..
Their parents were mad. She remembered that. They didn't want him to go but he chose to. For the wrong reasons. She worried about him. But she admired him too. He was so cool and brave- sacrificing himself like that to take care of them. And so there they sat, at a shooting range, her brother's guiding arms around hers as she shot. "Y'know Libbs, maybe when you're a little older you could join! You'd got some great aim." It gave her hope. Purpose too. Potential purpose. And she craved that! Unfortunately, the fear of judgement on her parent's end would definitely hold that over her head. Will wasn't allowed at the house anymore for his decision. She hadn't seen him in almost 6 years.
The realization gave her a sad smile, and she looked to Sunjata's basket, hiding it with a pointed insult. "How did yours end up worse than mine? I literally had a one dimensional plane here a second ago.." she smirked, before her eyes widened.
Wait. WAIT.
She poured over the basket, her eyes scouring it over for imperfection. She then put her empty glass into the miraculous instrument of holding, lifting it above her head. Oh thank the gods it WORKED. She unleashed an excited, happy scream, hopping out of the chair to dance around in circles, both feet tapping the ground like an excited corgi. "It's doneeeeee! I DID IT. Well. WE did it." she had to give him some credit after all. "Wait. You could've TRADED for the basket?!? I DID THIS FOR NOTHING!??!" she paused, and exclaimed. Wow. Now she felt like a real moron.
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