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Gretchen Wagner ([info]indigogirl) wrote,
@ 2011-02-22 02:53:00


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Eventually
They'd come sometimes, when The Best Revenge was closed, to talk Business. Pimps, protectionists, other thugs who were unhappy with the relatively new bunch.

Eventually they learned to be careful how they expressed themselves. Eventually they learned not to try to intimidate. Eventually, they learned what not to assume based on the young couple's age and recent arrival on the scene. Eventually, they learned what language regarding women, or regarding mutants, was excusable and what wasn't.

Eventually, the smart ones figured out what was up with the novel she'd pick up and read when the visitors had blown all chance of being listened to. Eventually, they realized why she'd giggled and sighed over a page when they tried to press, explaining "I love this part. Countess Cordelia comes home with the enemy's head in a shopping bag." And she'd smile like a schoolgirl at the lovesick bastard beside her.

They'd soon realized she was trying to scare them off with it. Eventually, they realized she was trying that... to be kind.


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