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Karen Page ([personal profile] digging) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs 2018-03-10 03:53 am (UTC)

This feels insane, if Karen lets herself actually think about it. She doesn't know why it should when her personal experiences have run the gamut of being held hostage (multiple times), shot at (multiple times) and watching alien spacecraft tear through skyscrapers, and yet there's a tiny, tight ball in the pit of her stomach that she knows will send her running the other way if she lets it spool out. It's all just too fucking bizarre.

But maybe that's the point. Not that she's never been in the middle of anything bizarre, but that she has — That her boyfriend wasn't hiding another woman from her, but rather that he was a blind vigilante, or that she's used the pistol in her handbag for escaping a lunatic bomber but never once needed it for a mugging.

She's done weird, and weird has really never been fun for her. Yet here she is, stepping forward into the dark, nothing in front of her but rough stone walls and the slope of Kira's shoulders.

"If they found it without looking for it, surely we can find it," she says, and then huffs out a scoff. "Except for how that would be logical, and who knows where that applies around here."

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