who is that blonde girl again? (wontremember) wrote in invol_rpg, @ 2012-12-27 17:37:00 |
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Valeska played with the ends of her best friend’s hair as they sat in the briefing listening to someone go on and on about what they would be allowed to volunteer for. She was nervous and a little scared, but playing with Doria’s hair was making her feel better. Even though she had only known the other girl for six months - Doria was in many ways her soul mate, the perfect yang to her yin; part of her that she’d never known was missing until she found it. But still Val listened and she knew that she couldn’t just go back to IVI and sit - no even though she had no skills that would work in a firefight (if this was espionage her powers would come in handy) but surely there was something she could do.
As things broke up she linked her arm in the other girl’s. “What do you think?” Val asked.
On the other hand, Doria was worried. More worried about herself than anyone else, honestly -- but Val and Julian came close. They were both the most important people to her. It was clear that she was worried because she couldn’t keep still during the briefing. She’d keep playing with her phone, glanced right and left to see the reactions of the people around her. Still, she heard what they were saying. Their message was clear.
But Doria wasn’t about to risk her life for anyone else. The thought of putting herself in the line of fire, the thought of working closely with them and join in the anxiety, the thought of possibly facing the prospect of her schoolmates dying -- she didn’t want to handle that. Her powers were supposed to be entertaining. IVI was about fun -- well, as much fun as you could have being stuck in the middle of the desert anyway.
“Think about what?” she asked, eyes widening as she turned to Val. “Volunteering? I don’t think I will.” She spent most of the time in training pretending to make an effort while talking to Julian when everyone else was busy doing actual physical exercises. She doubted she would last a minute in a fight, despite having hair-pulling experience.
Val rested her head on the other girl’s shoulder - she wasn’t surprised that Doria didn’t want to stay and help do whatever. Doria hadn’t even gotten chipped. “Okay,” Val said, no judgment at all in her voice. After all shouldn’t it be up to each individual person whether or not they helped but she knew that she couldn’t just sit and wait – what if no one found the other students and then they were trapped at IVI forever and Val and her parent’s worst nightmares were actually realized.
“I think I am going to stay – even if it is just bringing coffee or you know whatever they want,” Val said, choosing her words carefully. She shrugged. She didn’t see bringing people coffee as putting her life at stake just being helpful. Besides if they managed to get her while she was in their safehouse then it was good night for all Vols.
She was about to relax, relieved that Val wasn’t judging her over not volunteering, but her shoulders tensed up again when she realized that her best friend would not be returning to IVI with her. Making coffee seemed harmless enough, but it was still dangerous, being out here. There was no forcefield to protect Val, even if there were guards.
It then occurred to Doria that she was actually preferring being behind a forcefield. This was weird.
“Are you sure?” she asked worriedly. “Why? IVI is a lot safer than here.”
“I can’t just sit and wait I’m bad at it,” Val told her. She would climb the walls and even though one of her friends wasn’t at stake. “I’ll be okay, I promise.” Val couldn’t really promise that she would be okay but she felt better making that promise to Doria. She didn’t want the other girl to worry about her.
“Okay,” Doria wasn’t sure whether to believe her or not, but she had no choice anyway. She couldn’t understand Val’s decision very well either. She gave the girl a shaky smile. “We’re supposed to be on a vacation right now, visiting Lydie. Then going to your place, afterwards mine. It would’ve been amazing.”
Now it wasn’t going to happen, and to put it quite simply, Doria was miserable about it. She was supposed to be having fun with her friends. It was so unfair. Normal people getting kidnapped and the world moved on, whereas Vols get kidnapped? Everyone’s lives were on the line.
“Ugh I know it would have basically been the best vacation ever,” Val told Doria. “I really wanted to see where Lydie lived even though she was so weird about it. She was weird about it right?” Val didn’t know what not expecting much meant but Val didn’t care what sort of place Lydie lived as long as she had a place to live anyway. “We will do that the next time we get to go home.” Val didn’t say if there was a next time to go home even though she was thinking it.
Doria let out a half hearted giggle as she remembered Lydie’s comments. “She was. I mean, I wouldn’t have minded. My house isn’t that comfortable either. No room to judge.” She lifted her shoulders, shrugging. “Next time we should definitely do it.”
Thinking about another round of holidays cheered her up, whether or not it would happen. “Next summer! After or before I travel with Julian.”
“I know it’s not like I live in a mansion or something,” Val said shaking her head. “That was weird.” She looked across the room to see if she saw Lydie anywhere. Val loved Lydie like a sister but sometimes she said and did strange things that didn’t make sense to her.
“Oh you’re planning your honeymoon already,” Val teased her, pulling a piece of her friend’s hair gently. She knew that Julian and Doria were just friends but it was her given right as Doria’s Official Female Best Friend to tease and teasing made all of this seem more bearable.
“Remember, we still need to break Clara and Mike up somehow,” Doria reminded her, though to be honest, she was just now remembering their little scheme, even though a concrete plan hadn’t been set up yet.
Doria nudged her best friend playfully, not minding the teasing. It was amusing, whenever Val or anyone else teased her about Julian. “That’s right, now where’s my overdue wedding present, hmm?”
“Oh my god yes we still have to do this – but when this is all over with,” Val said, remembering. It seemed like ages ago that they had decided they were going to do that but like a lot of Val’s schemes if no plan was put in place immediately they sometimes kind of just faded out. But Lydie deserved happiness with Mike and Clara was kind of stupid so –
“You don’t get a wedding present until you’re married,” Val told her. “But when my stuff makes it to IVI I have your Christmas pressie.”