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Mar. 31st, 2014 11:19 pmMadelyne doesn't do a whole lot of things anymore. She was never particularly active in island society, but for a time at least, she tried.
Now, she just waits. Oh, she goes about her business, dressing and eating and exercising and going through all of the other little motions of having a life, but there's nothing behind it, there's no more incentive to really do anything beyond... wait.
And she's perfectly fine with that.
She doesn't know what she's waiting for, of course, which only makes the disconnect worse, but on some days, she feels like she might be getting close. Like the day she sees the girl. Solitary as she is, as they both are, the moment stands out, and while it's not what Madelyne has been waiting for, she suspects that it's something of a kind to it.
Somehow.
Never mind.
"Hi," she calls brightly, waving down the path. "Laura, right?"
So like Wolverine, and yet so... not. She gets it now. She gets too many things now.
Now, she just waits. Oh, she goes about her business, dressing and eating and exercising and going through all of the other little motions of having a life, but there's nothing behind it, there's no more incentive to really do anything beyond... wait.
And she's perfectly fine with that.
She doesn't know what she's waiting for, of course, which only makes the disconnect worse, but on some days, she feels like she might be getting close. Like the day she sees the girl. Solitary as she is, as they both are, the moment stands out, and while it's not what Madelyne has been waiting for, she suspects that it's something of a kind to it.
Somehow.
Never mind.
"Hi," she calls brightly, waving down the path. "Laura, right?"
So like Wolverine, and yet so... not. She gets it now. She gets too many things now.
