"But you can't," Laura says, with a certain degree of familiarity. "I know.
I tried, too - I did not want to be what they made me. I couldn't ... just
keep killing. So I don't."
But there's more. As honest as she is with herself, and with other people,
about her own past, there are still things that she keeps close to her
chest. Things that would probably scare people if they knew them, and scare
herself if she ever admitted it out loud. "But ..." And she takes a deep
breath, her heart beating fast not from deception, but from its exact
opposite. "I can't deny what I am. I fight. I'm meant to. I have to. But I
can choose who to fight, and why. I wield myself," she adds,
with a soft, dark laugh. "The problem being here is that there's nothing to
fight. Not like this."
And even the practice in the Enclosure, or their sparring sessions here,
aren't enough to sate the need that was built into her. They're just
exercises. There's no purpose to them.
Re: Gym Spam!
"But you can't," Laura says, with a certain degree of familiarity. "I know. I tried, too - I did not want to be what they made me. I couldn't ... just keep killing. So I don't."
But there's more. As honest as she is with herself, and with other people, about her own past, there are still things that she keeps close to her chest. Things that would probably scare people if they knew them, and scare herself if she ever admitted it out loud. "But ..." And she takes a deep breath, her heart beating fast not from deception, but from its exact opposite. "I can't deny what I am. I fight. I'm meant to. I have to. But I can choose who to fight, and why. I wield myself," she adds, with a soft, dark laugh. "The problem being here is that there's nothing to fight. Not like this."
And even the practice in the Enclosure, or their sparring sessions here, aren't enough to sate the need that was built into her. They're just exercises. There's no purpose to them.