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brightestlight) wrote2013-02-09 07:34 pm
brightestlight) wrote2013-02-09 07:34 pm
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So, first off, Caroline's mad. That's the thing that gets her, she's mad, and she's not been this kind of mad-at-the-world in a while. She's in the gym, and she's managed to actually mess up one of the punching bags but she's moved to another so she can try and blow off steam.
Well, half blow off steam, and half get better at this, so that her age isn't so much of an overriding factor that she wasn't a better sort of pick then two humans. Let's see Cuthbert go up against Logan, or Klaus, or Mystique, and honestly she wasn't really one to blow her own horn and stack up her powers for her being capable, but it wasn't just her powers. She'd gone up against the Hulk, and was pretty well fine. She could handle herself. She'd died a bunch of times, she wasn't exactly jumping at shadows in the dark. She's trying hard, and she's here, and it's everything that everybody's shown her in this sort of weird mishmash of steps and movements that mixed between human-fast and faster than, and Logan said it was like stacking marbles.
She's sweating and glaring, and really it looks like the bag's personally offended her, but she'll figure it out later - except, of course, she hears the woosh of the door and she turns on a dime, glaring - somewhat without reason - at whomever's in the doorway.
Well, half blow off steam, and half get better at this, so that her age isn't so much of an overriding factor that she wasn't a better sort of pick then two humans. Let's see Cuthbert go up against Logan, or Klaus, or Mystique, and honestly she wasn't really one to blow her own horn and stack up her powers for her being capable, but it wasn't just her powers. She'd gone up against the Hulk, and was pretty well fine. She could handle herself. She'd died a bunch of times, she wasn't exactly jumping at shadows in the dark. She's trying hard, and she's here, and it's everything that everybody's shown her in this sort of weird mishmash of steps and movements that mixed between human-fast and faster than, and Logan said it was like stacking marbles.
She's sweating and glaring, and really it looks like the bag's personally offended her, but she'll figure it out later - except, of course, she hears the woosh of the door and she turns on a dime, glaring - somewhat without reason - at whomever's in the doorway.
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"Caroline-- just listen to yourself. Trying to get a bunch of adults to let you throw prom? Can you even take yourself seriously right now?"
Maybe trying to field this had been a bad idea. She might have a soft spot for fledgling weirdos learning how to raise their freak flag, but what she has next to no patience for are teenage girls blessed with unimaginable power throwing a hissy fit because they can't be normal, can't have a boyfriend, can't go to prom. Maybe it's simply that the idea is beyond her-- her mutation manifesting was the best thing that ever happened to her, and sure, she knew being human would've made for an easier life, but that had never been a life she wanted.
Caroline's clearly already had a taste of the Homo sapiens suburban good life and is still clinging to it like it matters.
"First of all: you have no business asking anyone here for permission for anything, much less... prom. The idea is absurd.
"Second, I'll say it again, it seems to me like this isn't about guarding Hyde. It's about needing the approval of people you've chosen to recognize as your superiors. It's about you suspecting deep down you have a lot to make up for because you're cheerful and blonde, and those traits don't exactly earn you vampire street cred. Listen to me: do you want a shift?"