The battle was over. It had been a long struggle, but in the end the little human girl had been saved. Darkness had started to cover the sky above them, though there was no stars picking themselves out above them. This city was very much too bright to offer space to them, though Lauri did miss it. Still, she could look up and enjoy the sky, the warmth radiating from the ground she laid upon, the heat and vibrations of the purring of the Beast on her stomach. Her arms were tucked comfortably behind her head to pillow it, and they didn’t need to be concerned over her hands being in position to not protect herself, not when her sister laid beside her, able to protect each other.
“There’s something really terrible about having to think of plants as the enemy, isn’t there?” Carol asked.
Oh but the pain that brought to Lauri. For her there always had been and always would be a love of flowers and other plants. But she was Kree, and knew enough of Kree history to know that the Cotati had always been a possibility. But this? This was something that had always been a chance, and it hurt.
“Yes, there is.”
“So, you’re pretty good at the whole war thing, huh?” Carol asked, a bit of appreciation coloring her voice.
It was meant to be a compliment and Lauri knew it was supposed to be appropriate and welcomed. Thing was, she knew better than that. She knew what fighting meant to her.
“Thank you. I hate it.”
There was a moment of silence, surprise no doubt, before Carol kept going, “Really? You’re a natural.”
Of course she was. Had Carol not touched her mind and memories with the Universal Weapon? Did she not know? Well, she might tell her then.
“It has been burned into me since birth. It comes to mke like breathing. Whether I want it or not. It is not the life I would have chosen.” To the point where Lauri immediately tried to redirect the conversation away from all of that weight. “May we have some pizzas? A woman told me about them today at the fish shop and they sound… full of cheese.”
And cheese was something that no doubt was the same for the Kree as for humans. And cheese was tasty.
“Heh. Yeah, we can order pizza. After I call Hulkling and let him know things are getting worse down here by the second.” When Carol spoke Lauri could hear her shifting, going up on one elbow and twisting onto her side, and Lauri could see her sister out of the corner of her eye. “But then I have to run an errand. And this time you’re staying put, even if I have to get you a babysitter.”
Well clearly she was not a child and thus did not require watching, so she supposed she would stay put. Was even about to agree to such when she saw her sister looking over her.
“Also, you have totally ruined my tank top,” Carol added on.
That must be the term for the shirt Lauri was wearing, though she did not know what Carol’s objection was. Perhaps it was that the thing had possibly stretched some.
“Sorry?”
That earned a chuckle from Carol, one that made Lauri smile. She liked noises of relief and joy from Carol. They belonged with her.
“Such a little sister thing to do.”
Well, she wasn’t going to argue if it marked her as a sister.
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“There’s something really terrible about having to think of plants as the enemy, isn’t there?” Carol asked.
Oh but the pain that brought to Lauri. For her there always had been and always would be a love of flowers and other plants. But she was Kree, and knew enough of Kree history to know that the Cotati had always been a possibility. But this? This was something that had always been a chance, and it hurt.
“Yes, there is.”
“So, you’re pretty good at the whole war thing, huh?” Carol asked, a bit of appreciation coloring her voice.
It was meant to be a compliment and Lauri knew it was supposed to be appropriate and welcomed. Thing was, she knew better than that. She knew what fighting meant to her.
“Thank you. I hate it.”
There was a moment of silence, surprise no doubt, before Carol kept going, “Really? You’re a natural.”
Of course she was. Had Carol not touched her mind and memories with the Universal Weapon? Did she not know? Well, she might tell her then.
“It has been burned into me since birth. It comes to mke like breathing. Whether I want it or not. It is not the life I would have chosen.” To the point where Lauri immediately tried to redirect the conversation away from all of that weight. “May we have some pizzas? A woman told me about them today at the fish shop and they sound… full of cheese.”
And cheese was something that no doubt was the same for the Kree as for humans. And cheese was tasty.
“Heh. Yeah, we can order pizza. After I call Hulkling and let him know things are getting worse down here by the second.” When Carol spoke Lauri could hear her shifting, going up on one elbow and twisting onto her side, and Lauri could see her sister out of the corner of her eye. “But then I have to run an errand. And this time you’re staying put, even if I have to get you a babysitter.”
Well clearly she was not a child and thus did not require watching, so she supposed she would stay put. Was even about to agree to such when she saw her sister looking over her.
“Also, you have totally ruined my tank top,” Carol added on.
That must be the term for the shirt Lauri was wearing, though she did not know what Carol’s objection was. Perhaps it was that the thing had possibly stretched some.
“Sorry?”
That earned a chuckle from Carol, one that made Lauri smile. She liked noises of relief and joy from Carol. They belonged with her.
“Such a little sister thing to do.”
Well, she wasn’t going to argue if it marked her as a sister.