[Had she been here for a shorter time than she was, Sonya would've laughed at that, but then she had spent some time with Loras and Dany and knew that not everyone here was from the same world. Even so, it was hard to not smirk.] The only people knighted in my world are actors and the only battles they see are the ones on stage or in movies. [It's not the first time she's felt discrimination, but she's too experienced and too tested to jump at the bate.]. It's not a common occupation for a woman, but if she's able to keep up and take the heat than it's not forbidden either. I just never felt inclined to settle down like most others, don't have the patience for it.
[Or the ability to keep pretenses for it either.She grew up in the sixties and seventies after all, when if it wasn't the feminist movement, than it was witnessing housewives take away boredom through drugs or alcohol.]
[The last remark made her roll her eyes.] Okay, fine. Give it an hour or so, you'll start to forget your world back there, another hour and you'll start to turn grey and pretty soon you'll find yourself just wandering the streets with no goals and no identity. The rest of us may only be here a month, maybe two. Hell, better remaining here a year and the chance of getting out, than going grey and facing permanent residency, but then that's just me. Maybe it'll suit you better to turn into a shade.
[She doubted it. She knew a killer with she saw one-sometimes she even recognized one when she looked in a mirror-and to be stuck as a shuffling ghost when there were other things to get to back home wouldn't have settled with anyone in that mindset.]
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[Or the ability to keep pretenses for it either.She grew up in the sixties and seventies after all, when if it wasn't the feminist movement, than it was witnessing housewives take away boredom through drugs or alcohol.]
[The last remark made her roll her eyes.] Okay, fine. Give it an hour or so, you'll start to forget your world back there, another hour and you'll start to turn grey and pretty soon you'll find yourself just wandering the streets with no goals and no identity. The rest of us may only be here a month, maybe two. Hell, better remaining here a year and the chance of getting out, than going grey and facing permanent residency, but then that's just me. Maybe it'll suit you better to turn into a shade.
[She doubted it. She knew a killer with she saw one-sometimes she even recognized one when she looked in a mirror-and to be stuck as a shuffling ghost when there were other things to get to back home wouldn't have settled with anyone in that mindset.]