LJ refugee, still homeless.

[wecanavenge]

It doesn't matter where you take me, though you seem to think it does. Either way, you're offering me a prison. A prison that will remove my abilities, and you think I will coddle you, and say yes, please, as quick as you can?

Sometimes I wonder how you manage to convince the world at large that you're sane. Don't tell me it's a lesson I should learn!

Comments

[truth_is_cold]

That was my least favorite part. My abilities are integrated into my anatomy. There's nothing quite like waking up and finding yourself declawed after a traumatic event.

[wecanavenge]

[Another mutant, you don't get seething rage c:]

All our abilities are integral to us. What do yours entail?

[truth_is_cold]

Strength. Intelligence. Immunities. And bony protrusions from my arms. That's what was the most compromised.

They were later returned. But having them removed in the first place, even after the fact, I am still not grateful for.

[wecanavenge]

You played by their rules, followed their orders, and you were rewarded.

We're all meant to be dogs, then.

[truth_is_cold]

I followed no one's orders. I graduated without a warden. [He also graduated because a young soldier girl with PTSD held a gun to his head though.]

[wecanavenge]

[...Sob.] Then their system is unnecessary.

[truth_is_cold]

Of course it is. Some people have been enlightened by the course of their own life. But once that place has you, it only releases you when it sees fit.

[wecanavenge]

Yet you stayed after it released you. Why?

[truth_is_cold]

Greed for the company of a friend. I want to leave. I don't want to do so alone.

[wecanavenge]

[That is something he can almost sympathize with.] Then convince your friend and be free of it.