[ Ruby does wake quickly, though her light sleep does nothing to prevent her from getting smacked in the face with a startled yip, and she flinches harder than warranted before she realises there isn't any pain. her expression is dumbfounded as she looks back and forth between the bundle and Gen; it does not clear up any after she tears some of the paper back to find food inside. she has a strange feeling of deja vu, though.
he wants her Shard... not to kill her, surely? only because it wouldn't make sense to storm in here and throw food at her if he meant to simply shatter her core. so he must be after... what, payment? but she didn't ask him to—
in her mind, a circuit closes, and as the memory sparks to life, she has to bite her lip to keep from laughing. this is familiar, too. the kids in high school that treated her as a lackey, one of the girls handing her an opened can of drink while the others laugh behind their hands: Hey, █████, we got you this from the vending machine. You'll pay me back, won't you? and she did, paid whatever amount they demanded, accepted their unwanted leftovers like a dog—worse than a dog.
the circumstances here are bizarre, but isn't it the same thing? it's funny. her life is always so funny. ]
Um, signore, you just want the Sand, don't you? [ in stark contrast to the sight of her begging for her life on hands and knees, now Ruby doesn't hesitate to smile up at Gen. it's a vacant expression, someone too stupid to feel threatened. ] I can take some out for you, if you'd like...
[ something was mentioned in the first few weeks of Shard-Bearer 101 about the intimacy of another person holding your Shard, and she doesn't really want to find out what that feels like. ]
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he wants her Shard... not to kill her, surely? only because it wouldn't make sense to storm in here and throw food at her if he meant to simply shatter her core. so he must be after... what, payment? but she didn't ask him to—
in her mind, a circuit closes, and as the memory sparks to life, she has to bite her lip to keep from laughing. this is familiar, too. the kids in high school that treated her as a lackey, one of the girls handing her an opened can of drink while the others laugh behind their hands: Hey, █████, we got you this from the vending machine. You'll pay me back, won't you? and she did, paid whatever amount they demanded, accepted their unwanted leftovers like a dog—worse than a dog.
the circumstances here are bizarre, but isn't it the same thing? it's funny. her life is always so funny. ]
Um, signore, you just want the Sand, don't you? [ in stark contrast to the sight of her begging for her life on hands and knees, now Ruby doesn't hesitate to smile up at Gen. it's a vacant expression, someone too stupid to feel threatened. ] I can take some out for you, if you'd like...
[ something was mentioned in the first few weeks of Shard-Bearer 101 about the intimacy of another person holding your Shard, and she doesn't really want to find out what that feels like. ]