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silverx ([info]silverx) wrote in [info]x_aftermath_x,
@ 2008-07-01 22:35:00

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Entry tags:sabretooth, silver

Who: Silver, Open
When: Friday, June 13, 2008
Where: Backyard
What: Talking to herself
Status: In Progress.
Rating: TBD.


Diana wandered the backyard aimlessly. Part of her was hoping to run across Tabitha, part of her just needed to get out of the house. She had been starting to get that squirly feeling that meant she should get outside. It used to mean it was time to hunt down Troy and go swimming but he was acting weird. She should have known that things would be weird despite Troy's reassurances otherwise. If only she had known before that they were together. She would have NEVER hit on him then and things would still be cool. Now she felt even more like a ghost around the place, with even less of a connection to people. She wasn't one of the adults but she was way too independent to be like one of the other students. She just was... and felt like she kind of fell through the cracks. Not one thing or the other.

So now she wandered the backyard muttering to herself, studying, different languages. It was one of her odd habits. Wandering about practicing a new language, saying strange things to get herself used to and comfortable with the new tongue.

"Mon ami a couru loin parce qu'il n'aime pas l'eau verte" Her mind was still on Troy and she scowled and picked up a rock to toss it.

"No tengo gusto de los huevos y del jamón verdes cuando tengo hambre" She chuckled to herself at the Dr Seuss reference her previous comment reminded her of.

"Die rote Katze aß meine Ratte, weil ich meinen Hut verkaufte" She continued in the theme of strange rhymes. At that she thumped down on the grass and started pulling up some of the rare long bits to braid and fool around with as she continued cycling through the languages she was studying, using whatever strange phrases came to mind.






Die rote Katze aß meine Ratte, weil ich meinen Hut verkaufte = The red cat ate my rat because I sold my hat (German)

Mon ami a couru loin parce qu'il n'aime pas l'eau verte = My friend ran away because he does not like green water (French)

No tengo gusto de los huevos y del jamón verdes cuando tengo hambre = I do not like green eggs and ham when I am hungry (Spanish)



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[info]silverx
2008-07-17 10:38 pm UTC (link)
She had stood up when she was making demands, and found herself sitting again once Victor was done speaking. Mostly, she felt numb. It was an answer she was expecting though a good deal more detailed than she expected. That was nice and made things make a lot more sense. She decided to share the favor, pushing down whatever emotional backlash there might be when she thought about this some more. "Yeah, well, she didn't want a mutant daughter either, and she let me know that the first time I turned silver." By trying to shoot her with a shotgun. Silver was pretty sure that meant she wasn't welcome at home anymore. Diana swung her feet and looked over to the pool. "I was on my own for a bit, then Brian," she corrected herself. "Dr. Braddock, helped me out of a tight spot and brought me here. Been here ever since."

She looked over at Creed. "So, hullo daddy, wanna help me learn to fish?" she said sarcastically. She couldn't help it much. All those years she had been without a father. A father that she might have been able to go to when her mother flipped out, or maybe not ... remembering how he was at first. Even now, listening to his story, he was hardly an ideal father. Then again she doubted that she was much of an ideal daughter. "Though, honestly, other than just to know, does it really matter?" She asked with a shrug. It did to her, but she was hardly going to put herself out to get hurt. "I'll be technically an adult in a month, and you really don't seem to be the fuzzy warm type to care much about familial crap." She whispered to herself. "Not like I'm known for that either."

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[info]sabretooth
2008-07-22 08:13 pm UTC (link)
Well, she took that better than he thought she would, especially after the way the conversation had started out. It was a lot of information to process all at once. Victor was a little surprised she was joking around so quickly, but Diana seemed tougher than she looked; probably a byproduct of living with Liana for so long. God knows she wasn't the most mothering type.

Dr. Braddock, Victor made a mental note to mention something to the man later. He stood himself, he knew there was a possibility she wasn't really his daughter. A blood or DNA test would be the only way to be sure, but he didn't think it mattered. With the state of world, what would it hurt if they each thought they had a little bit of family around?

"No, it doesn't change much..." Generally at a loss for words, Victor tossed his cigarette to the side and took a step closer to his child. "But at least you know." His head fell to the side as he found it hard to look directly at her. "And if you wanted to get to know me better... I know I wasn't very approachable before." Understatement. "But I'm different now. Like I was when your mother and I were together." Victor glanced back toward Diana. This was about as sappy as he got, he hoped she wasn't expecting more.

SABRETOOTH

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[info]silverx
2008-07-22 09:08 pm UTC (link)
There were a lot of things in her past that led to Diana being the person she was. Truth in fact, she was a bit glad that her mother had 'raised' her to be so independent. That meant that when she was forced to be on her own, she was able to adapt.

Creeds first words didn't seem too encouraging. What he followed up with was a bit better though. She looked out at the pool. She wanted to know him better and yet she didn't. Spending time together would mean he got to know HER too. She wasn't sure if she could handle getting close just to be rejected again. She shrugged. "You weren't that bad before." At least not to her. "Of course, you look a lot better what with the shave and such." She could understand why her mom might have liked being with THIS Victor Creed. "And not beating up my friends is a pretty good change." Though that had been before he had come to the mansion. Well, other than the Angel episode, but Warren really wasn't one of those she considered a friend. More of an acquaintance.

It seemed that there time was coming to a close and she wasn't sure how much longer she could keep being calm about this whole mess. Right now she wanted to, no needed to talk to a friendly ear that she could trust. That left two people high up on her list. Troy and Tabitha, both who already had some idea about the situation.

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