[Carolina's working harder than she had been this morning. She'd first set up a couple clay pigeon shooters to shoot clay pigeons at her so she could kick or punch them out of the air. A handful of them were a challenge, but she didn't want a challenge today. She wanted to push herself harder than ever.
Because.
Because her being alive wasn't good enough. Her surviving an attack by her teammate who overpowered her in every single way, whose attack haunted her nightmares and still scared her down to her core. It was a bad thing that she was alive and North was dead. She didn't deserve to be alive.
Sure, she's not trying to outright kill herself, but she's trying to prove that she deserves every breath she takes. But every breath still feels like a lie. Like it should belong to someone else.
Her fight with South has left her raw and bleeding, but she isn't taking the time to patch up those wounds in her head. Pushing herself is the only way she knows how to grieve at this point.
So she sets up seven clay pigeon shooters and as he enters the gym, she's kicking down as many as she can, but two still strike against her armor. And she can't help but be pissed off. She isn't improving.] Dammit!
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Because.
Because her being alive wasn't good enough. Her surviving an attack by her teammate who overpowered her in every single way, whose attack haunted her nightmares and still scared her down to her core. It was a bad thing that she was alive and North was dead. She didn't deserve to be alive.
Sure, she's not trying to outright kill herself, but she's trying to prove that she deserves every breath she takes. But every breath still feels like a lie. Like it should belong to someone else.
Her fight with South has left her raw and bleeding, but she isn't taking the time to patch up those wounds in her head. Pushing herself is the only way she knows how to grieve at this point.
So she sets up seven clay pigeon shooters and as he enters the gym, she's kicking down as many as she can, but two still strike against her armor. And she can't help but be pissed off. She isn't improving.] Dammit!