by Natalie Denisov » Mon Aug 21, 2017 10:27 pm
"To stop giving a shit about me? Good. I'm glad that's easy for some people." She grits her teeth for a moment, "I fucking died at the Point, Shari, nothing I could bloody do but just stand there and let it happen. Nothing I could do to stop it, nothing I could do but watch the countdown. I'm so fucking helpless without my technology that I might as well be one of them." She gestures in the vague direction of the world outside the school. "But no, I'm a mutant, so they hate me just as much. So, to be safe, I have to be content to be the support. The woman they call in to run communications when they can't find a telepath. And to be happy, I have to be content being the good friend or one of the guys. Well. Fuck. That. Noise. I'm tired of being the 'also-ran'." Shari, or anyone else at the school for that matter, has probably never seen Natalie this upset and angry.