Maybe it's because he was able to, you know, pick up what she was putting down? Maybe it's that. Maybe he reminds her of the kind of kids she used to run with, though he's not exactly a kid - they're of an age if she had to guess. Maybe she doesn't want to be reminded, but maybe that's better than beating the shit out of someone who (probably) doesn't deserve it.
A lot of maybes. Few certainties.
"This place is full of disappointments, so..."
She trails off, looking past the bars, and then back to him as he moves. The moment his ass hits the floor, she'll lower her fists, head tilting just a fraction before she shrugs and leans against the wall. Not sitting, not yet.
"...well, 429, I'm 516. Only not really. Name's Vi."
Fuck their numbers. She's graven it into her cheek, and if they don't like it? Well, "fuck them" is always the tune. And she doesn't say what she wants. That's ...nah, not giving that up just yet.
"So what'd you steal? Or not steal. Wrong place at the wrong time, or..."
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Date: 2024-02-29 04:09 am (UTC)A lot of maybes. Few certainties.
"This place is full of disappointments, so..."
She trails off, looking past the bars, and then back to him as he moves. The moment his ass hits the floor, she'll lower her fists, head tilting just a fraction before she shrugs and leans against the wall. Not sitting, not yet.
"...well, 429, I'm 516. Only not really. Name's Vi."
Fuck their numbers. She's graven it into her cheek, and if they don't like it? Well, "fuck them" is always the tune. And she doesn't say what she wants. That's ...nah, not giving that up just yet.
"So what'd you steal? Or not steal. Wrong place at the wrong time, or..."