[Perhaps he had a point to some degree? She'd like to believe that she wasn't being manipulated, but not all assets in her life were the most supportive. Her friends wouldn't do something like that.
The reason why her boyfriend was murdered was because one chaotic man couldn't phase her personally. She was strong enough to keep up with Creed to some extent, but there was no doubt that he also toyed with her long enough. Realizing that she wasn't going to fold (even when she really should have), he took another approach. The note left in her window with a rose was just a way to really rub it in.
Her friends had been supporting her... Even slapping her when she was being irrational and difficult. Having her come back to her senses. They kept her in line when when lost her way.
But as naive as she could be for being a reckless 16-year-old, she wasn't stupid. Chronos had tried to persuade her to join the Chronos Numbers to follow Train's footsteps before. A tempting offer with a shiny new orichalcum pistol, but there was no way that she was going to sell her soul; Even for such a beautiful gun. She'd spent most of her life realizing how corrupt and shitty Chronos was. Her experiences with the others just solidified her disdain for the organization.
Her life was far from perfect. Always working jobs either by herself or with her friends to try to earn money to get by. Barely able to eat well or have a nice bed to sleep in at times. Eating ramen noodles out of a styrofoam cup as the only meal for that day after taking in consideration the bills they all collectively owed. Then there was Train's black hole for a stomach, gas, and any property damage that they had to pay for during jobs to add in. It was not a job she would recommend to anyone just looking for a quick buck. It was dangerous and injuries were part and partial for the job. It was one thing to be raised in the environment. It was another to come from a safe life style and thrust yourself recklessly into danger without proper experience and preparation. She may be reckless at times, but safety was otherwise her top priority.]
Don't get me wrong. I may not like school, but I don't hate it. I just don't share the ideals that other people my age have. I don't feel like I have a place in that kind of environment. But I've never left the opinion of superficial people bother me. I'm just built differently.
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The reason why her boyfriend was murdered was because one chaotic man couldn't phase her personally. She was strong enough to keep up with Creed to some extent, but there was no doubt that he also toyed with her long enough. Realizing that she wasn't going to fold (even when she really should have), he took another approach. The note left in her window with a rose was just a way to really rub it in.
Her friends had been supporting her... Even slapping her when she was being irrational and difficult. Having her come back to her senses. They kept her in line when when lost her way.
But as naive as she could be for being a reckless 16-year-old, she wasn't stupid. Chronos had tried to persuade her to join the Chronos Numbers to follow Train's footsteps before. A tempting offer with a shiny new orichalcum pistol, but there was no way that she was going to sell her soul; Even for such a beautiful gun. She'd spent most of her life realizing how corrupt and shitty Chronos was. Her experiences with the others just solidified her disdain for the organization.
Her life was far from perfect. Always working jobs either by herself or with her friends to try to earn money to get by. Barely able to eat well or have a nice bed to sleep in at times. Eating ramen noodles out of a styrofoam cup as the only meal for that day after taking in consideration the bills they all collectively owed. Then there was Train's black hole for a stomach, gas, and any property damage that they had to pay for during jobs to add in. It was not a job she would recommend to anyone just looking for a quick buck. It was dangerous and injuries were part and partial for the job. It was one thing to be raised in the environment. It was another to come from a safe life style and thrust yourself recklessly into danger without proper experience and preparation. She may be reckless at times, but safety was otherwise her top priority.]
Don't get me wrong. I may not like school, but I don't hate it. I just don't share the ideals that other people my age have. I don't feel like I have a place in that kind of environment. But I've never left the opinion of superficial people bother me. I'm just built differently.