Who: Tris, Christina and Tobias When: Monday Evening What: Trying To Make Sense and Reconnecting Where: The Roof of Tower Two Warnings: Possible Cursing; Possible Spoilers From Book Two
Tris really wasn't sure what to make of this place -- even if she had been here a few weeks. No one had tried to put a needle into her neck, or send her through any simulations. She hadn't had to fight to protect herself and everyone she met, so far, had been pretty nice. This whole place was nice, and it still scared her a little. She wasn't used to places like this -- there had been nothing this nice back home. The nicest place she had seen in terms of fanciness and decoration had been the Erudite compound and she didn't like to think about that too much. Thankfully, her nightmares hadn't seemed to wake up her roommate and that was a good thing. She liked Mikasa, but she wasn't sure how to explain the things that happened to her and her friends in their world.
It hadn't been difficult for her to find the access to get to the roof of her tower. Even if she hadn't found something normal like the door, she already knew that she would be able to escape to the roof from the window in her bedroom. As safe as she felt in the apartment or when she was working for the Mayor, there was still something about being on the roof and feeling the wind against her body from way up on high that made her feel normal. There was no zip line from up here to a landing place in the woods, but she supposed if she asked nicely enough, someone would create one. After all, that day with Uriah and Marcella and the others had made her feel alive in ways that nothing since had come close to.
Thinking about that day, however, made her close her eyes against the burning sensation in them when she thought about Marcella and Lynn. Her two friends would have loved this place.
Tris shook her head. She would not cry, not here and not right now. Christina and Tobias were meeting her here and the last thing she wanted to do was greet them with tears on her face. She didn't know where she stood with either of them since she had been brought here almost immediately after the battle for the Erudite computers and the video that so many had died to protect.
Sighing, and looking up at the stars, she sat down on the roof, waiting for the others to join her.
She was not afraid. She was Dauntless. She was Divergent. She was Tris.