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trans_92009-11-20 04:19 pm
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She became an emo girl when no one was looking....
Cissie looked down at the red fabric in her lap and sighed. She had found it in the possessions locker, but didn't know what to do with it. It'd look silly on her with the plant suit, so she'd just kept it in her room. But now she had it out again, along with her bow and the other things she had from her hero days. She wiped a tear out of her eye as she pulled her hair back a bit with a bit of loose string. She then picked up the hooded top she had, and pulled it on. It fit over the plant suit, and it didn't look all that bad. Plus she liked the feel of the hood on her head. It helped hide her eyes from people.
She stood up suddenly, dropping her skirt and other clothing to the ground before picking up her bow. The Sensoriums molded around her to form the training room from the Young Justice cave. She aim'd and sent the first two arrows off without even blinking. One hitting, and the next moment the second cutting the first in half. She took a deep breath before picking up another arrow and firing it at the other two, watching as it easily sliced through the two in the bullseye.
"Dammit!" She threw the bow to the ground and stomped on it, fresh tears running down her face. "I wanted a normal life. Just going to school, hanging with my friends, and the occasional boyfriend. But then I had to deal with one friends death, and then Bart..." She felt her knees get weak and she fell to the ground on top of the bow. She held her hands over her face and freely cried. It was time anyways, she'd been holding it all in long enough.
She stood up suddenly, dropping her skirt and other clothing to the ground before picking up her bow. The Sensoriums molded around her to form the training room from the Young Justice cave. She aim'd and sent the first two arrows off without even blinking. One hitting, and the next moment the second cutting the first in half. She took a deep breath before picking up another arrow and firing it at the other two, watching as it easily sliced through the two in the bullseye.
"Dammit!" She threw the bow to the ground and stomped on it, fresh tears running down her face. "I wanted a normal life. Just going to school, hanging with my friends, and the occasional boyfriend. But then I had to deal with one friends death, and then Bart..." She felt her knees get weak and she fell to the ground on top of the bow. She held her hands over her face and freely cried. It was time anyways, she'd been holding it all in long enough.