Reflections
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Atlas Park
Seraph Residence.
Laz sat in the garden her father built, it still seemed a bit odd that he would build a Japanese style garden in a high-rise penthouse, but she was used to
her fathers oddities now.
((Free Bird - Lynyrd Skynyrd))
She carefully picked up her guitar and started to strum away as she went over the events that led her to this point in life. Her first memory was of walking
up on the Vazhilok operating table, then spending the next few weeks running and hiding till Gir found her and brought her home, she grinned at the memory of
meting the other Sabres and being allowed to join them.
As her mind continued along she winced, remembering the shock of finding out that half of her body matched up to girls from several missing person cases,
some of them years old. It had been a hard to accept that she had no link to her life before hand, but slowly she learned to deal with it.
Her hands danced along the strings, the memory of discovering the Crey facemaker kit installed in her face, how she and Gir had spent the rest of the day
reshaping her face in to friends and family, Laz tried to pull of the voices to match the faces, but wasn't very good.
Strumming faster, the memories coming faster now, she smiled when Gir told her that Seraph was gonna adopted them, that she would have a family and a new
home too boot. Their was a time when she struggled to find a job, even though seraph said she didn't have to, she still felt she need to pay him and Gir
back, they had given her so much.
She eventually got a job at Cryx Mix, a coffee shop in Sky way that served to the more odd heroes of Paragon, the ones that didn't fit in, the
outcast's. Laz had taken to it like a duck to water.
She played away, reaching a fairly difficult section, she had to admit, given all that had happened in her life, if she managed to snag a boyfriend,
she'd almost have a sickenly sweet rags to riches story.
She slowly wound done, the song she played coming to an end, she became aware she had gathered an audience. Seraph and Gir.
"Uh, hi… what's up?" she asked sheepishly.
Gir run over to her and dropped to her knees. "Oh my gosh I didn't know you knew how to play that was so awesome." She said in a breathless
rush.
"Um… thanks I guess?" Was the only reply she had.
Seraph grinned. "Come on girls, were heading out for dinner in a bit." He called out before heading back inside.
Gir climbed to her feet and ran in. Laz sighed and carefully stood up. "Wait up dad." She called before running inside to join them.
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something that had been bounceing around in my head for the last few days.
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Atlas Park
Seraph Residence.
Laz sat in the garden her father built, it still seemed a bit odd that he would build a Japanese style garden in a high-rise penthouse, but she was used to
her fathers oddities now.
((Free Bird - Lynyrd Skynyrd))
She carefully picked up her guitar and started to strum away as she went over the events that led her to this point in life. Her first memory was of walking
up on the Vazhilok operating table, then spending the next few weeks running and hiding till Gir found her and brought her home, she grinned at the memory of
meting the other Sabres and being allowed to join them.
As her mind continued along she winced, remembering the shock of finding out that half of her body matched up to girls from several missing person cases,
some of them years old. It had been a hard to accept that she had no link to her life before hand, but slowly she learned to deal with it.
Her hands danced along the strings, the memory of discovering the Crey facemaker kit installed in her face, how she and Gir had spent the rest of the day
reshaping her face in to friends and family, Laz tried to pull of the voices to match the faces, but wasn't very good.
Strumming faster, the memories coming faster now, she smiled when Gir told her that Seraph was gonna adopted them, that she would have a family and a new
home too boot. Their was a time when she struggled to find a job, even though seraph said she didn't have to, she still felt she need to pay him and Gir
back, they had given her so much.
She eventually got a job at Cryx Mix, a coffee shop in Sky way that served to the more odd heroes of Paragon, the ones that didn't fit in, the
outcast's. Laz had taken to it like a duck to water.
She played away, reaching a fairly difficult section, she had to admit, given all that had happened in her life, if she managed to snag a boyfriend,
she'd almost have a sickenly sweet rags to riches story.
She slowly wound done, the song she played coming to an end, she became aware she had gathered an audience. Seraph and Gir.
"Uh, hi… what's up?" she asked sheepishly.
Gir run over to her and dropped to her knees. "Oh my gosh I didn't know you knew how to play that was so awesome." She said in a breathless
rush.
"Um… thanks I guess?" Was the only reply she had.
Seraph grinned. "Come on girls, were heading out for dinner in a bit." He called out before heading back inside.
Gir climbed to her feet and ran in. Laz sighed and carefully stood up. "Wait up dad." She called before running inside to join them.
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something that had been bounceing around in my head for the last few days.