Ava Anatalya Orlova (
krasnaya_vdova) wrote2027-07-03 10:58 pm
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She spent years living on the streets of Brooklyn, so it's almost familiar. She's skittish, stays out of sight, leans heavily on things she knows, the pieces she was taught, how to be a shadow that slinks between buildings. To be honest, it was part of how she'd lived when she first got here. Sometimes staying in her room felt claustrophobic, and the night-lit streets were familiar in their own way.
Now, well, it feels less confining. Always the option to turn and run. But she can't run forever, not from someone like James, and really it's easier to just face things like this head-on, even if she's sure she wont like it. There's a tension to her jaw, redhead that drops down off a fire escape, quiet on her feet with a sigh, leaving them alone on a back street.]
You're stubborn, you know that.
[If her mood was different, it might be humor.]