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Tweak says, "Blah. Blah. Blah."

Elisabeth "Betsy" Braddock (comeonbetsy) wrote in devolve,
@ 2011-02-05 16:49:00

Entry tags:

betsy_braddock, raven_darkhoelme

Characters: Raven and Betsy
NPCs: n/a
Location: Xavier’s
Timeline: Backdated to Thursday, midday.
Description: They train, they talk, they make lunch. Just getting to know each other!
Rating: PGish? Mild mild violence.

For all that she could stop hits telekinetically (sometimes) she had to be able to see them coming to do that, and Raven was just too fast for her. Betsy was still struggling to develop skills that seemed so completely ingrained for Raven, and she wasn’t really any match for the woman in close combat, even with powers.

Without, though, she felt little more than useless, and she only barely managed not to grunt as Raven floored her for what felt like the hundredth time. She took a deep breath and then picked herself up off the floor. She was always just a split second too late, it seemed like. Or sometimes more. Or sometimes, even if she wasn’t a too late, her technique was off and she lost anyway. Still, that was why she was trying to learn, and she did feel like she was learning. She was getting better with ever lesson, and she wasn’t about to give up. Betsy was determined, and when she set her mind to something -- whether it was getting out of the UK or becoming someone completely new or acing university or learning to defend herself -- she intended to follow through.

So she tried to stay positive as she shook it off and faced Raven again. “All right, so what did I do wrong that time?”

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blue_bitch
2011-02-07 08:22 am UTC (link)

Generally speaking, Raven wouldn’t have wasted her time or energy on truly trusting that there was some big light at the end of the tunnel. The world was fairly desolate, and the people who were there... the majority were young, and she imagined that few could be counted as mentally stable at that point. With everything that had happened, the world had completely changed, as had the remaining people in it. People were a variable that you couldn’t always trust to perform as they had in the past even when times were good. But she had it from a reliable source that the world would pull through, one way or another, and even though a part of her knew that it very well could have just been Irene saying so to keep her from going off the deep end, she chose to believe that the woman was being sincere. It wasn’t like she could ask her about it anyway.

“If and when all of this comes to an end, they’ll need people who know business,” she pointed out as they walked into the kitchen... which was thankfully empty. “Until then, you’re learning things that will be more helpful for the time being. It’s all you can do.”

“Staying alive is more important than anything else. The most important thing to me is that I’m alive. The most important thing to you should be that you are.” In the end, it all boiled down to that. Somewhere along the line, Raven had dropped the romantic notion of blindly putting others before herself... for the most part. There were exceptions to the rule, and she wasn’t entirely happy knowing that there were people she would take a bullet for. “You do what you have to to keep it that way. You adapt, as you’re doing now.”

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