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Post by angelofmusic1992 on Apr 9, 2017 19:13:06 GMT
Jane had a point there. Thrax had made decisions that had led up to her losing her arm as well. In a way, Louie had too. It wasn't her choices alone that led up to it. But she still couldn't help but imagine the "what ifs" scenarios. "I guess. The doctors say I shouldn't focus on what might have happened. But I can't help it. I think about the things I could have done differently. Or I think about how things could have gone even worse. I was completely at his mercy, Jane. He could have done anything he wanted to me. If Weiss hadn't stepped in..." Really, that was what had saved her. If Weiss hadn't shown up when she had, Thrax could have killed her or done other horrible things to her. Slicing her arm off was only one of the many bad things he could have done.
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Post by skyeknight on Apr 9, 2017 19:52:59 GMT
"What about not focusing on the what ifs? Fact of the matter is, Weiss did step in. She did stop him from doing anything worse. You're still here."
That was the important thing. Yang was still alive. Jane didn't know what she would have done if Yang had died. Or if Louie and Yang had died. It scared her. She had come so close to losing her friend. Except, Yang was now scared. She had been utterly powerless to stop Thrax. Jane knew that feeling. She had been reminded of that ever since she was a little girl. The man who killed her mother and her brother. She had only gotten away because she hid. Even then, she was petrified of that man.
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Post by angelofmusic1992 on Apr 9, 2017 20:10:15 GMT
"It's not as simple as that. It's..." Yang sighed, trying to figure out how to explain it. "My brain's messed up, because of all this. It's got all sorts of things wrong with it and I can hardly control what it does anymore. At any time, something can take me back to that night, or it'll just focus endlessly on all the bad things and I can't shut it off." Really, the only things that could help with that sort of thing were therapy and medication. Yang was currently doing both, but they weren't going to cure what was going on with her head. And they weren't perfect. Even the best therapy and medicine in the world couldn't help those moments when something triggered her, and her mind got sent back to the past instead of being in the present. There was only so much they could do. The rest was up to Yang, and she needed more time to get back on the right track again.
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Post by skyeknight on Apr 9, 2017 22:45:39 GMT
Jane bit her lip. She looked down at her feet. She took a deep breath. The inability to just get over something like that. The flashbacks. The nightmares. She wished they weren't as familiar to her as they were. She had her moments where she had hit rock bottom. But she was trying to be strong for everyone else. Yang needed her. Namine needed her. She couldn't focus on her feelings.
"I know... I've been there," Jane said. "I know what you're going through. I... saw the same things after my mom and Danny were killed. I had nightmares about that guy. I still do."
Jane never got closure for her mother or her brother. Her father never got it either. The police had never caught they guy. She had to deal with that all on her own. Her foster parents were certainly no help. They told her to suck it up. Get over it. She had a better life. But Jane didn't want Yang blaming herself like Jane had for years after she was whisked away.
"This isn't something you'll get over in one night..." she said. "It'll take time and I'm here for you. No matter what. Even if you think it's stupid, just talk to me?"
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Post by angelofmusic1992 on Apr 9, 2017 23:44:21 GMT
Yang felt bad. Here she was, moaning about how miserable she was, when Jane had gone through something similar. Sure, she hadn't gotten her arm cut off, but she had gone through a traumatic experience. Two, if you counted her being kidnapped by Vanitas. But she seemed so over it, on the outside at least. For as long as Yang had known her, she had been upbeat and caring. If her past ever got to her, she never showed it. Yang wished she could be like that now, so she wouldn't be worried about so much. "I know. I just...wish I could get better faster," she said. Once she was better though, she wasn't sure what exactly she wanted to do. Fighting seemed out of the question right now. Working at the bakery sounded safe enough, but did she really want to do that forever? In a way, she was still as lost as she had been before she had lost her arm. She was just kind of going along, day by day, without really planning for the future.
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Post by skyeknight on Apr 10, 2017 1:38:02 GMT
"I'm still not entirely over it." Jane explained. "So you don't have to be either. Just don't let it control your life."
She smiled over at Yang. Jane knew Yang was trying. She was glad that Yang still had some fight left in her. This wasn't an overnight fix. Yang had to do a lot of this on her own. But even if she did, Jane was going to be there every step of the way on Yang's road to recovery. Because that was what friends did. Because she would have wanted someone there for her when she was going through it.
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Post by angelofmusic1992 on Apr 10, 2017 2:49:06 GMT
That was still something Yang was struggling with. At least once a day, maybe even more than that, her mind drifted to what happened that night. Not letting it control her life was difficult, especially when so many of the things around her reminded her of what happened. She was still jumpy around loud noises, and was more than a little paranoid when leaving the house. When would that stop? It seemed hard to visualize herself not being that way. Her body just wanted to be on constant alert, in case Thrax showed up again. She knew it was foolish, to think he would just pop out of random places, but her mind couldn't help it. It seemed to think she was in danger all the time, thus, it reacted appropriately. "I'm trying," she finally said. "I just hope...I can get that far, eventually." Her doctors liked to remind that it had only been a little more than a month since she had lost her arm. It was going to take longer than that to recover. She just had to be patient.
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Post by skyeknight on Apr 10, 2017 14:51:55 GMT
"You will," Jane confirmed. "If I did, then you can. You're stronger than I am."
Jane wasn't talking physically, though it was true. She was talking emotionally and mentally. Because Yang lived on the streets, she took in other kids that the city would have chewed up and spit out. It took a lot of heart and a lot of courage to do something like that. She had literally given her all for those kids. It was clear to see she adored them dearly. She had so much heart and so much to give. Jane gave Yang a weak smile and a light nudge. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But eventually Yang would bounce back.
"You're going to be okay," she said. "So don't make me call my dad so he can serenade you with cheesy songs."
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Post by angelofmusic1992 on Apr 10, 2017 16:13:52 GMT
Yang did feel a little better after hearing Jane's reassurances. Just because she felt depressed most of the time nowadays didn't mean that she couldn't feel some positivity every once in a while. She gave a little laugh at the mention of Omar. "I think I'll pass on that," she said. "Maybe I'll pop in next time he's performing or something. That's close enough to a serenade, right?" Maybe a performance in a loud, noisy bar was too much right now, but Omar occasionally played some tunes on the street to raise a little extra cash. Maybe she could sit in on one of those. That would be pretty relaxing.
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Post by skyeknight on Apr 10, 2017 19:24:38 GMT
"He'll dedicate all his songs to you!" Jane cautioned.
Jane got a smile. She could be happy with that. She just had to focus on getting Jane back to the status quo, which meant, that aside from her arm, nothing had changed. Jane didn't see her any differently. Things were still relatively the same, minus the homicidal maniac that was now cruising the streets like he owned them. They were still friends. Heck, Jane might actually respect her more which she hadn't thought possible. But Yang earned every ounce of respect.
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Post by angelofmusic1992 on Apr 10, 2017 21:22:03 GMT
"Funny. Usually boyfriends are the ones who do stuff like that," Yang said. At least, that was how they acted in the movies. Would Adrien be the sort of type to dedicate a song to her? He probably would. He seemed willing to do almost anything for her. Then again, he wasn't exactly her boyfriend. He was...well, Yang didn't really know how to describe their relationship. They were friends, sure. But that seemed like a plain word for everything they had revealed to each other. Not to mention, Yang still really liked him. It was complicated, to say the least. And who knew if anybody else would understand.
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Post by skyeknight on Apr 11, 2017 0:55:25 GMT
"Boyfriends? No one mentioned boyfriends here Yang," Jane said, starting to tease the other a little.
She smiled. Yang had mentioned liking a guy. Did he finally make a move? Jane wasn't sure whether to be disgusted that he waited until Yang was hurt or impressed that he had gotten to her so quickly. She settled for both. Omar would have a field day if he knew that Yang had a crush. She was lucky that the man didn't know. Jane wasn't about to tell him either. He might yell at the messenger.
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Post by angelofmusic1992 on Apr 11, 2017 0:58:52 GMT
"What, you've never seen movies like that?" Yang asked. "The guy throws pebbles at the girl's window, and when she opens it, he starts serenading her? And it's usually whatever cheesy pop song is popular at the time?" Knowing Adrien he might pull something like that just to make her happy, especially if it was anything corny. He tended to live for that sort of thing, what-with the puns he mad constantly. It was still weird sometimes, seeing him act like Chat. Sometimes, the two were still very separate in Yang's mind, even though she knew they were one in the same. It was probably just something she'd have to get used to, just like a lot of things in her life.
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Post by skyeknight on Apr 11, 2017 1:03:45 GMT
"Actually... that's probably something dad would do. If he actually started dating again. It's like he's afraid I'm going to freak out or something. Does he think I expect him to keep pining over my mom or something?" Jane sighed.
Her father as a complicated case. He hadn't moved on after she disappeared. She didn't know what she was expecting. He had traumatically lost his wife, son and thought he lost his daughter all in one night. But she would have thought that he might have had a life or something. He lived for the bar, he drank with a police officer and he liked Namine. It didn't seem like he had gotten out much.
"And no. My foster parents would have freaked if I watched a movie like that. I would have had 'ideas.'" she laughed.
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Post by angelofmusic1992 on Apr 11, 2017 1:13:51 GMT
"Well, that is the stereotype of single dads and their daughters," Yang said. At least, it seemed to be that way in popular media. "Maybe you should get him on an online dating site or something. Those seem to be all the rage." Yang would get involved, but she wouldn't really know where to start. Any "relationships" she might have had in the past were very short lived. They were more flings than anything else. Getting something long-term, that was out of her expertise. Jane could probably write Omar's online profile in a way that would make him sound appealing. And according to most sources, girls were into guys who were musical. She frowned when Jane said her foster parents probably wouldn't have let her watch that sort of thing. "Sheesh. They sound like no fun," she said with a pout. Really, Jane hadn't gone into too much details about her adoptive parents, only that they were total jerks and didn't really like her getting in touch with her troll side. At least they were far away, otherwise, Yang might be tempted to punch them in the face.
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