Role: Vagrant
Location: Somewhere down the street from the Park
Status: Day (Raining)
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Seda took a deep breath and leaned against the brick wall.
"I tried being friendly," she said with a shrug. "But I see that's gotten me nowhere."
“You should know better than to try being ‘friendly’ with me, don’t you think?” Vierra continued, rolling her eyes. The thing with Seda is that she never gave up, never stopped trying to become something more than acquaintances. When light-hearted chit chat didn’t work, she moved on to pet names, and when that didn’t work she moved onto jokes. When Vierra was told she had been transferred to another branch, she had felt an overwhelming sense of relief. She had left without saying a word to Seda, and she had liked it that way.
"No, of course not. I don't want to know why you left everyone and everything behind without so much as a goodbye. I don't want to know why the hell you decided to throw away everything they taught us and what we worked for, and I certainly don't want to know why you turned your back on everything I thought we both believed in.”
Vierra just managed to catch the sarcasm in this statement. When Seda had started with ‘No, of course not,’ Vierra’s eyes had clouded over with confusion, then with realization as the sentenced progressed. Shaking her head, she scoffed and covered her eyes with her hand.
“You should also know better than to try using sarcasm with me.” She started, recalling the many times she had fell for Seda’s jokes. Like that one time she had told her that she had killed a man with her thumb…Vierra didn’t even want to remember.
“I left without saying anything, because I felt it wasn’t necessary. We were nothing more than co-workers, Seda. We are still nothing more than ex-co-workers. Whatever we are, we’re certainly not friends.” Covering her eyes made everything feel better. She couldn’t see the expression on her ex-partner’s face, and she didn’t want to. “You don’t understand, do you? I never believed in anything that the Guardians ‘taught’ us, I entered the organization like that. That’s why it was so easy to throw everything away. You should know better than anyone else, Seda. I don’t believe in anything, much less the bull that they fed us.”
Vierra sighed, shaking her head.
“Now is there anything else you want me to answer, or do we move onto shoes, clothes, boys, and the weather?”
So this was why Seda used sarcasm all the time. It felt pretty freaking good.
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