one way or another

[computation]

Who: Closed event threads for Liv's characters -- Root and Toph.
Where: Various.
What: Root has a doppelganger and kills her repeatedly. Toph has a doppelganger and has to face some emotions. One of them is having a much better time than the other. Contact me if you're interested in a thread!
Warnings: All of the Root and Shaw threads will have direct discussion and sometimes depiction of suicide.

Comments

[computation]

[ Again: good enough for now. Root isn't going to try to initiate a whole heart-to-heart in the middle of a crisis. Well, not in this particular crisis, when she doesn't think there's a real danger of them permanently expiring in the middle of it. She knows how Shaw feels about it, so she won't say it out loud, but being in a simulation is sort of comforting to her. ]

She punched me. You have an impressive punch, not that that's a surprise. [ Can't help complimenting her even now. ] She was in sweats and wanted to keep apologizing to me, so I caught on pretty fast it wasn't really you.

[ Root smirks at her, also unable to resist teasing. ]

[cactusy]

[Shaw's eyes narrow skeptically. It's not that she can't imagine ever apologizing to Root, but given the circumstances, it feels suspicious.]

Apologizing? What the hell for, not bruising you enough?

[computation]

[ Root thinks over that interaction, tilting her head, considering it. It's been a rush since then so she hasn't really taken a moment to let it sink in. ]

I think you were having a few regrets about following orders without asking too many questions.

[ She shrugs. ]

It wasn't anything big. I just couldn't imagine you'd come up to me in the middle of the street in slippers and start talking about your bad kills. So I tazed her and called you to check.

[cactusy]

She told me to kill you. Are you sure it wasn't bragging?

[Shaw moves her hand up from Root's shoulder, tracing the shape of the bruise: checking for blood or misshapen bits, and prodding for tender spots.]

[computation]

Oh, maybe.

[ Root's willing to be wrong on her interpretation. Especially if Shaw is playing doctor again. She winces a little at the touch -- it's tender -- but it doesn't seem like it's going to slow her down any. ]

I'd love to lick each other's wounds with you, but we should probably go get the real weaponry. I have another Samaritan agent to shoot.

[ And if it happens to look just like her, oh well! ]