You stay friends with Faith Lehane for a while, and you learn some things.
And you stay long enough at the Academy, they teach you how to see a certain way. How to move; how to think.
"Not sweet," River whispers.
There's a crate pushed up against the wall, with a forlorn and fading advertisement for oranges stapled to it. River's leg coils upwards, chambering, and lashes out hard; with a sharp crack, the wood splits. Styrofoam peanuts hemorrhage to the pavement as she spins, ducks, wrenches off a broken section of cheap pine and whirls upright.
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You stay friends with Faith Lehane for a while, and you learn some things.
And you stay long enough at the Academy, they teach you how to see a certain way. How to move; how to think.
"Not sweet," River whispers.
There's a crate pushed up against the wall, with a forlorn and fading advertisement for oranges stapled to it. River's leg coils upwards, chambering, and lashes out hard; with a sharp crack, the wood splits. Styrofoam peanuts hemorrhage to the pavement as she spins, ducks, wrenches off a broken section of cheap pine and whirls upright.