lawbringersr2:
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TO: DEAREST LITTLE BRAT ORIANA LAWSON
FROM: MOST EXASPERATED WOMAN IN THE GALAXY MIRANDA LAWSON
You’re clever, Oriana, but I’m the Executive Officer of this ship. Correspondence and hacking protocols are kind of my thing. And that was pretty much the equivalent of slamming a door in my face, you didn’t really think that was going to work, did you?
What you did was the exact kind of behavior I’ve been trying to keep you from. You got high with an underage boy, a technically-wanted convict and a serial killer. I don’t know exactly what kinds of things the four of you got up to in there, but it’s horrifying to think about the shit that haunts my nightmares nothing that can be condoned on a vessel like this. Even just picturing it is the kind of damage that could ruin careers and get higher-ups’ heads spinning.
I give you these rules because I want to keep you safe, despite every attempt you make at making me tear my hair out trying to squeeze past them. Bringing a teenager onto the Normandy, let alone two of them, is not exactly the wisest decision that could have been made. But concerning the circumstances, we don’t have a lot of options. This is why the rules are there, as the safety net I can’t make otherwise. And still, you push and pry and throw tantrums when you don’t get your way.
- SAVE PROGRESS
I have a pretty good idea of just how you managed to find out those things about me, and suffice it to say I’m going to gut that smug bastard there will be consequences for the parties involved. But even if I didn’t know, there is a reason I never told you about it. That was a bad point in my life. I made a lot of stupid decisions that nearly got me destroyed mangled beyond recognition left in a dumpster for varren chow killed, nearly ruined everything I’d just barely managed to fight for up to that point. I didn’t have a sister, or parents who cared about what I wanted or needed. It was just me, with a group I knew almost nothing about, and a little baby version of me somewhere out in the cosmos that I was too much of a child myself to take care of. All I’d been able to do was give you a name, and I had to let you go. I wonder a lot about what happened if I’d tried to make more of an effort
-SAVE PROGRESS
The only thing that got me out of that situation was the thought of what my future might have for me. The look on the baby’s face when she saw what a failure, what a rebellious little shit I was. I was endlessly intelligent, perfect in looks and demeanor, and I felt like nothing more than scraps because that was all I expected out of my life. It took a long time for me to come to terms with how I was raised, and adapt that into something I could use. The journey for me to even get this far was difficult. I hope I get to tell you more about it someday. Maybe when we both stop making stupid mistakes.
I love you, Oriana. That’s not a conditional love. I would hold it whether you cured every disease ever pictured by man, or if you shaved your head bald and started crashing satellites into moons but please don’t do that I’m begging you. When I look at you, I see the girl I wish I could have been when I was your age. You have all that I had, without the baggage of looking into the mirror and knowing you were created for a sick, sick man purpose you had no real say in. You’ve lead your own life. You are free. I’m so jealous of that, you have no idea. There’s an endless line of opportunity for you. Maybe I’m just so fixated on that idea that the very thought of you ending up like I did back then, doing anything I would have done at eighteen, just snaps me. I don’t want you to fall that far
- SAVE PROGRESS
The ban on seeing Kolyat remains. But I never said anything about not being able to keep up contact with him, at least. Not that it would stop you even if I had. If you can convince me you’re not going to do something this fucking stupid utterly irresponsible unfortunate again, then the chances of you spending time with him again are much greater. But for the love of all that is Amonkirah Arashu goddammit holy, don’t let even a whisper of that get back to his father. He’s barely back to having civil conversations with me as it is
You make me proud, Ori. But as long as you’re my baby sister, and that will be always whether you like it or not, I’m going to worry about you. Probably more than I should, but preceding events tell me it’s the best decision I can make.
- The pathetic woman sobbing in her room like a B movie actress jesus christ
- Miranda
- SAVE DRAFT AND EXIT
TO: MIRANDA LAWSON
FROM: ORIANA LAWSON
YOU TALKED TO MOM. AND WE’RE NOT TALKING AGAIN. BYE.
-ORIANA
Miranda.
I am completely betrayed, here! Mom! Really? You had to go to her?
Miranda, I’m not sure how to approach this but you went to Mom behind my back. I’m legally an adult! It’s
Miranda,
Hey, Miri. How’s your throat doing? I guess Mom’s going to send you a carepackage for it. I don’t know if you’ve had Tasmanian honey before but it’s really good. Maybe it will make swallowing a little easier for you? I’ve seen you struggling on that.
Ok. I need some privacy, to start. Something! There’s no way to get off the ship (and notice I haven’t even tried, or planned on it!) and I get chased out of the mess hall every ten minutes every time I try to stretch my legs. And Kolyat and Thane are in the rec room the rest of the time. It’s awkward. So I’m bored, in my room, and I’m messing around online. Of all the things I could be doing, that’s not that terrible, is it? Didn’t you ever want privacy?
The party wasn’t my most genius idea. I admit that. And if Thane had gotten that letter…oh my god, I know. Ok, I’m blushing and embarrassed and grateful you grabbed it.
I really care about Kolyat! And not being able to see him is… Oh this comm’s getting really heavy on ‘I’s, by the way. Me me me. Anyway.
I push and pry because I’m bored, and I know you love me but you don’t trust me with anything really cool! What should I do? What did you do at my age! Oh, right, I know. And I don’t think it’s that bad of an idea! You had FUN! I want to have fun! And we can have fun together, too! You don’t have to hide in your office. Let’s do a project, let’s build something, let’s do anything but keep running around each other.
It’s not like we have a lot we need to work out talking. I think we’re in an OK place between us, but maybe not on our own.
-Oriana
