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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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comeonbetsy
2011-02-10 05:31 am UTC (link)

Considering this information for a moment, Betsy decided it didn't really change all that much for her. She would still train with Raven, still talk to her. Maybe she wouldn't necessarily give her the benefit of the doubt in certain situations, but she was slow to trust people anyway, whether or not they'd killed people.

Besides, if Raven had been fighting for mutant equality, then she didn't really have much left to fight for. There were hardly any homo sapiens left, and even the homo superiors were extremely dwindling in numbers. Whether everyone agreed with each other's politics or not, they all had to work together. This was a new beginning, in a way, beacuse they didn't have the option to get too caught up in what anyone had done before.

So, she just nodded and said, "Okay."

Deciding a change in subject was in order then, because though Raven didn't seem to mind the topic of discussion, Betsy found it a little disturbing, she said thoughtfully, "It's a very different world now, anyway."

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blue_bitch
2011-02-10 08:50 am UTC (link)

Raven was glad that Betsy decided that it was okay. It wouldn't have changed her feelings on the matter or made her lose any sleep over it had the girl decided she wasn't okay with it, but okay was a better reaction than oh god, you monster. Not that that didn't have significant entertainment value.

"To say the least," Raven agreed. Even if she were so inclined to perpetrate any acts of terrorism just then, there would be absolutely no point to it. It had become a world where nothing like that had any place or purpose, and she certainly wasn't one to act with no purpose. "The only thing that really matters now is survival."

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comeonbetsy
2011-02-12 10:29 pm UTC (link)

"I suppose," Betsy said. There was no point voicing her beliefs that companionship and personal relationships were important too. She'd been so lonely while she was out. She still lonely, even though she'd been here for months. She had a few friends, sort of, but she missed her boyfriend, even though she had a feeling she'd never see him again. There was something about the sort of intimacy they'd shared that had made her feel better even when things were awful.

She didn't want to get quite that personal with Raven, however. She respected the woman, and those sorts of feelings made Betsy feel powerless and a little... pathetic. So she just smiled.

"At least we seem to stand a good shot at survival for now. Nothing's fool proof, of course, but things here... aren't bad."

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