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The Dragonsnake rose up out of the water behind Eskel. It was several feet long, with flippers resembling wings, and a hissing mouth full of deadly fangs.

Kijani slowly went for her lightsaber, but did not ignite it. "Stay right there, Prince."

She strolled forward into the swamp as if on a nature walk. She was already a mess; a little more wouldn't hurt her.

Then she did something that would probably cause Eskel to mark her insane. "Hey, ugly! Right here!" She started to splash and wave her arms wildly, and then she waded further into the creature's territory.

Hiss! The Dragonsnake took its eyes from Eskel and locked onto Kijani, abandoning the hunt for him in its distraction. It tore after Kijani, cutting through the water like it was barely there.

Kijani fled as far from Eskel as she could manage without losing sight of him. The creature approached, and lunged forward, looking to make the Princess a tasty meal. In seconds, she'd be meat as the creature's jaws snapped around her...

Except the snap never happened. Kijani thrust her hand forward, eyes locked with the beast. She spoke to it through the Force, silently willing it to calm. The creature wavered, it's hot and smelly breath wafting over Kijani. Her eyes watered, but she did not flinch, simply continued her gentle battle of wits with the giant swamp monster.

Slowly, it turned, and sank back into the swamp. The water frothed as it descended, and then everything was still and calm again.

"...whew." Kijani exhaled, taking her hand from her saber. "I was afraid she wouldn't listen to me." She made quick tracks around the edge of the swamp and joined Eskel again.

"Okay, with that out of the way..." She did her best to gussy up her messy clothing and hair, and dipped into a proper curtsy. "Prince Eskel, I welcome you to Dagobah. Now, tell me how you found me."


Location: Mount Justice Lounge
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Kassandra had a fleeting moment of triumph as she defeated Zach. She was ready to smile and offer him a hand up when he started to cry, and took off before she could speak.

“...oh, no.” Had she hit him too hard, perhaps? She didn’t know what could have caused him to run away in such a fashion.

Maybe her aunt was right. Maybe she was a freak, a –

No. She would not be using that word for herself.

With a sigh, she turned to watch the next battle. It seemed Kila was facing off against their teacher, Black Canary. A high honor, indeed. As she watched their battle, she grew more and more impressed. Kila was utterly graceful, and obviously well trained. What she wouldn’t give to be able to fight like that. Even with all of his skill, he still lost, but handled it in a more usual way.

Zach was probably back at the base right now, telling all the others how much of a bully she was. Her fists clenched. It was just like home. What had changed, at all? She was still the outcast, the weirdo, the odd one out here. Everyone knew it.

She could feel a despondent mood settling over her. Her stomach rumbled as she remembered she hadn’t had breakfast yet. Time to face the music, as it were. She moved with leaden steps, as if walking into the mouth of a whale.

But eventually, she did reach the base. She could hear the echo of the television as she approached the lounge. Why couldn’t the kitchen be elsewhere? Entering with slumped shoulders, she went for the pantry where she kept a selection of food for herself. Dried seaweed and sardines, that would do for breakfast.

Were the others staring, or was she just imagining the burning of eyes on the back of her neck?

She half turned, eyeing the others through her white curls. It seemed everyone was watching some strange looking show on television. Then she noticed Zach. Her stomach twisted. He looked rather awful, puffy eyed and despondent, eating a jar of… what was that again, iced cream? Talon looked to be trying to push some food onto him. She was pretty sure iced cream did not count as breakfast.

“Zach?”

She stepped up slowly, unable to meet his eyes lest she lose her courage.

“I’m sorry I hit you too hard. If you like, I can ease the pain so you feel it less while you’re healing. You’d still have to mind straining your voice.” She paused, chewing her lip. “Only if you want.” She didn’t know what else to say, and just stood there.
The post came out shorter than I wanted, but I'm not really sure what I can add to it.
“I’m glad I’m not alone.” Jinny was still a little worried, though. If most people had a reaction to killing, and they weren’t most people, didn’t that mean they were both weird? Was she going to be lonely forever? She didn’t like the thought.

Then again, maybe being lonely meant that people couldn’t be taken away from her. Because there would be no people to take away. Thinking about that made her feel even worse.

To his question of whether to keep hunting, she shook her head. “I want to go back. I don’t want to hunt right now.” While she was trying to keep it under wraps, it would be obvious to an adult that something was amiss. She was still learning how to lie properly.

Still, she turned around and started walking, carefully stepping and picking her way through brush and leaves. Occasionally she would ask questions about what she was seeing. Such as if the berries on a particular bush were good to eat, or if a particular set of tracks was a certain animal, or if he’d ever had to take a job that involved being in a forest.

Other than that, she was unusually quiet.

Once they made it back to camp, she sat down, eyes emptily probing the ground. Then she started to nibble at her nails, something she only ever did when she was bothered.

Location: Happy Harbour
Interaction: No one really.


As the craziness died down and one of their teachers finally arrived, Kassandra found herself relaxing just slightly. It was strange to be praised, though she wasn’t sure that Green Arrow actually meant it. He seemed very out of sorts. Maybe because someone had nearly died on his watch? Or lack of watch. What had he been up to anyway?

Once Black Canary showed, things began to organize. It was clear which one of them was in charge. She watched Talon stalk off with the medical kit, and Daphne simply take off running somewhere. Kassy knew she’d have to find a way to apologize for her own behavior earlier. Yelling at Daphne probably hadn’t helped anything in the situation. Kassy knew that having powers could have drawbacks, especially when emotions were involved. At the same time, she wasn’t sure how else it could have been handled. Mostly, the young Atlantean had managed to surprise herself. She hated being yelled at, so she was shocked that her voice could get some volume behind it.

Lost in her thoughts, she started back toward the sparring area. There, she picked up her staff and started to prepare herself for battle. She honestly could have done without the sparring, but she wasn’t going to say a word to Black Canary.

“Today’s a mess, Damiek. Are we really supposed to be a team?” She just knew the others would think she was insane if she were heard speaking to her weapon, so she tried to keep it quiet. “So many of us are broken. And I don’t think these teachers are up to the fixing. I guess we’ll have to glue ourselves together.”
Heyo. Sorry that's so short. I wanted to push the scene forward but Devika wouldn't call Roxy out in front of her parents.
Devika was having a wonderful time. She was catching up on stories of distant family members, neighbors, and everyone else in her parents' lives. Her parents showed their usual goofiness and general love for each other. It was a good time.

However, Devika did notice that Roxy wasn't eating. In fact she looked a little rough, paler than usual.

"Um. Roxy. Would you mind going to the restroom with me?" Hopefully Roxy would accept. They did need to keep close for now. And she could ask the other woman if she was okay once there was some relative privacy.

That's fine by me! It will be fun.
And that would explain why she has no friends. The other kids probably think she's weird, though they probably would not be able to explain why.
Let's call it both. The trauma is obviously there, and she shows signs of being neurodivergent.

Also Slade is almost definitely a sociopath. That or he compartmentalizes.
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