[ She makes an amused noise. Gwen reminds her of Sam, although Sam's way of relating to others was through dad jokes and snorting at said jokes. She ignores the ache such a thought prompts. ]
The last time I was recruited into anything, it wasn't like I had much choice.
[ She's considered her words and what she risks by sharing this information. She has nothing to lose. Who are the Avengers here, if not a group with a stupid name? ]
They kept me in my room, afraid of me. [ Not entirely the truth, but it became it in the end, didn't it? ] I guess I expected that would happen here, too.
[ But — ]
I'll use my power with you. I may even let you get a few hits in before I embarrass you in front of everyone.
[ Her tone is teasing. She's trying this out, this whole… being a comrade thing. How long has she been alone? How has it ruined her ability to simply banter and—well, trust is the beast waiting around the corner, isn't it? ]
( gwenaëlle always finds it a little bit funnier to let people just find out what she can do, which is itself a milder form of her inclination never to make any threat she might want to act on. )
To your first point, you've more or less described what being a mage was like for the last, I don't know, several centuries. You might find more understanding here than you're accustomed to. I won't pretend to you that the reception won't be varied outside of the Gallows — there'll be as many that just objectify you in new and annoying ways as are frightened — but we're the problem children. You're in fine company.
( like, the commander of forces is a really cool war criminal. )
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The last time I was recruited into anything, it wasn't like I had much choice.
[ She's considered her words and what she risks by sharing this information. She has nothing to lose. Who are the Avengers here, if not a group with a stupid name? ]
They kept me in my room, afraid of me. [ Not entirely the truth, but it became it in the end, didn't it? ] I guess I expected that would happen here, too.
[ But — ]
I'll use my power with you. I may even let you get a few hits in before I embarrass you in front of everyone.
[ Her tone is teasing. She's trying this out, this whole… being a comrade thing. How long has she been alone? How has it ruined her ability to simply banter and—well, trust is the beast waiting around the corner, isn't it? ]
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( gwenaëlle always finds it a little bit funnier to let people just find out what she can do, which is itself a milder form of her inclination never to make any threat she might want to act on. )
To your first point, you've more or less described what being a mage was like for the last, I don't know, several centuries. You might find more understanding here than you're accustomed to. I won't pretend to you that the reception won't be varied outside of the Gallows — there'll be as many that just objectify you in new and annoying ways as are frightened — but we're the problem children. You're in fine company.
( like, the commander of forces is a really cool war criminal. )