[she's got her own war stories she'll never tell. not even for a laugh when she's all bravado, badass member of the human volunteer force to the core; not even her family. only ones who know are the ones who were there, who remember it, and not a damn person more.
too late's always the story, isn't it?]
Similar, yeah. Called it the Rising. [hesitates. it occurred to her after having a personal conversation with her brother on these things that anyone can see them. what happened in their world isn't a secret, but that doesn't mean she wants it broadcast to the entire fucking drabwurld either.] I could phone you if you want to know about it. [er.] Locket you.
video;
too late's always the story, isn't it?]
Similar, yeah. Called it the Rising. [hesitates. it occurred to her after having a personal conversation with her brother on these things that anyone can see them. what happened in their world isn't a secret, but that doesn't mean she wants it broadcast to the entire fucking drabwurld either.] I could phone you if you want to know about it. [er.] Locket you.
[that just sounds stupid.]
Or meet you, whatever.