( it isn't a nice way to meet. who knows, another place, another time, maybe they could have been fast friends. or faster enemies.
in her imperfect but right world, they never would have met at all. )
Who knows. Maybe we have to kill each other first.
( she doesn't gesture, but means the occupants of their limo, and the one or two trailing behind it. all of them, every one who choose the same door; maybe the next step was to be dropped off in some sort of gladiator arena and be forced to fight to the death to prove they were worthy of participating in this game. she hadn't taken a single word of that chancellors speech to heart, found all of the explanation wanting. and fully expected another curveball to be thrown at them — and soon.
nothing in life had been as simple and straight forward as this. not in a long, long time. )
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in her imperfect but right world, they never would have met at all. )
Who knows. Maybe we have to kill each other first.
( she doesn't gesture, but means the occupants of their limo, and the one or two trailing behind it. all of them, every one who choose the same door; maybe the next step was to be dropped off in some sort of gladiator arena and be forced to fight to the death to prove they were worthy of participating in this game. she hadn't taken a single word of that chancellors speech to heart, found all of the explanation wanting. and fully expected another curveball to be thrown at them — and soon.
nothing in life had been as simple and straight forward as this. not in a long, long time. )