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"Yes. And I said both. If you are crippled by fear and self doubt you can't excel as an Agent on the field, and you will fail in every other aspect of your life."
She really wasn't the smartest one of his students....
« Last Edit: Dec 1, 2015 13:03:10 GMT -6 by Mathew Amtrum »
She doesn't say anything, but nods after a moment. She'd meant to dig further about the answer, but nothing else here had been handed to her, either. Her frown returns as she thinks about her next question.
"How many people return to Paradigm as an agent if they have been withdrawn?"
Her arms cross again, shifting her weight to her other leg as she lets out a soft sigh. She stares at his desk for a moment, leps pressing into a tight line until she looks back up at him and speaks her mind.
"If a person is withdrawn from Paradigm - not fired, not betrayed or severely injured - how often have they come back at a later time?"
"Is there a different assessment or anything else for returning, or does it depend on the circumstances?" She should probably be asking admin this, but here they are.
Her frown intensifies. "Not if I can help it." She sighs and looks away again, fingers twitching as she drums them against her upper arm without actually picking them up.
"There are some disagreements between me and my father about my stay here," she admits after a moment, finally looking at him again.
She does! It doesn't help with the lack of personal space, but it does ease up on the urge to pace or otherwise move around. A little.
"My father was one of the avid supporters at the rally this weekend," she explains, fingers laced as her thumbs rub over one another. "He was caught in the explosion and saw footage of the aftermath in the hospital." Footage of her, but that doesn't need to be said.
"His condition for my staying here is to learn to control my power and suppress it." Her lips twist. "So I can go back home and be 'normal.'"
"I meant what I said, Mr. Amtrum. I'm not hiding under the covers while the big scaries in the world do their thing." She tries not to think about how different her life might be without her power. She might have done just that, if things were different, or maybe she'd be one of them, just on a human level. Would she hate the people she cared about now? What would it be like, hating Eric, Enya, Piper, or any of them? For no reason other than their existence marked them as different?
"I want control of my power, yes, but not to hide. I can think of a dozen different things that would be just as useless." Like watching paint dry. "It won't stop me or anyone else from being attacked or hurt if I go back to that hell hole and let them pity me for my 'deformity.'" She didn't fool herself; they'd still do it, even if she suppressed it. Once they knew, they knew.
Silence again. If she's understanding him correctly, he was suggesting something close to what she had decided on when she'd left the hospital. Let him think she was learning, because she was, but let him draw his own conclusions. Smile for him a couple more years and let him know she was working hard because she would be. Their versions fo the end goal just had her standing in different places.
It made sense, anyway. It was also less messy than trying to get an emancipation and going through all the legal work that went with it. Why give her father the chance to take her away from here or cause trouble? Her fingers twist and drum empty air as she mulls it over.
Keep your head down, don't rock the boat, and keep your status. She'd planned on the first two to get to the third, but maybe she'd been going about it from the wrong end. She believed she couldn't beat him at that game, that he'd try to see for himself how she was doing, and maybe he would, but who would he check with other than herself? it wouldn't get him very far. she had less than two years, anyway.