The Salle, Monday Afternoon

[boneyard_girl]

There was really only so much Ada could practice hitting the little target in her room over and over. Hell, by now she could do it with her eyes closed. Which was going to make a great bit when she was back with the carnival, but wasn't so good in a practical fight.

Things she had discovered in Limbo City: being very, very good with throwing knives wasn't much use if SWAT was involved. Those shits wore body-armor.

...she was still frustrated by that, yes.

Which was why today she was in the salle, contemplating a training dummy with a determined expression and one of the knives Isabela had given her. It was kinda hard to practice the close-up bits with an unmoving target, but at least it was giving her a good idea of where the vitals were with an adult-male-shaped target.

Besides kicking them in the balls. She already had that part down cold.

[OOC: open, yes!]

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[boneyard_girl]

"She went to go fetch a dead-girl," Ada pointed out. "That's kinda nightmare fuel."

Yes, it was very nice Kathy was alive again. But the idea of deliberately going to a zombie-infested world sounded like an invitation to a year of nightmares.

[soniaroadsqueen]

"Yeah." Crazy Apple nodded. No argument from her.

"And she tried." Shrug. "But she's not really the toughest mentally, you know?"

She leaned over, examining the dummy a bit more closely. "That's what she's got me for."

[boneyard_girl]

This was up there with the weirdest conversations that Ada'd ever had at Fandom.

"She's tougher than she thinks, 'm sure," she replied with a half-shrug. "Most people are."

She might not figure that out, with...Apple to fall back on, but humans were, on a whole, resilient creatures.

[soniaroadsqueen]

Crazy Apple shrugged. "Maybe she'll come around to your way of thinking. Though it seems like it's harder when what you're running from is who and what you are."

[boneyard_girl]

Ada couldn't help it: she started laughing.

It was either laugh or cry, and Ada tried to avoid crying.

"Everybody's always runnin' from who an' what they are, even if they don't realize it," she said, once she managed to get her mirth under control. "How else d'ya become who you're gonna be without leavin' that behind?"

She was...kinda an expert on the running from yourself.

[soniaroadsqueen]

"Well, she's never seen it that way." Another shrug. "But, like I said, maybe she'll come around."

Except that Crazy Apple pretty much was a way to run away from herself.

[boneyard_girl]

But was she really what Ringo wanted to run towards?

"If she doesn't want t' be you forever, she better at least try," she said. "No offense. Y'seem okay for a girl called 'Crazy Apple.'"

She didn't say 'nice' because that was clearly a lie.

[soniaroadsqueen]

That smile which didn't reach her eyes was out again, and Crazy Apple shook her head.

"I don't get offended. I'm basically the parts of Ringo that she's not able to accept."

"She's fine with being offended."