THREE'S A CROWD

  Hearing her voice, the accent on her lips was only making Opal grow more and more sickened by the situation. Was she only here to taunt her? She’d had plenty enough with people mocking her accent, and hearing it come from someone who’d meant a lot to her only made it worse.

“Stop mockin’ me. Just stop all of this.”

“Mock ya?”

  She can’t look. Her eyes shut immediately and her stomach feels nauseated, her face completely drains of it’s color and it’s hard for her to believe that this was the same girl she had been with years ago. Once she opens her eyes, she does anything to avoid looking at what she did.

“Why are you doin’ this?”

“What, no small talk? Haven’t seen me for years and cuttin’ right t’ the chase? Y’all really didn’t miss me that much.”

The smile, despite being sickening itself, falls flat in an instant. With that, the woman hardly even resembled Flora in the faintest sense of the word. No life in her cold, almost seemingly glowing eyes.

  She honestly thought she’d never see her again, though somewhere in the back of her mind there was a small amount of hope that that wasn’t true. And here she was, staring at Flora who almost seemed like an entirely different woman from the lady she’d fell in love with.

  Opal remains composed, despite the fact there’s far too many emotions running in her mind right now. She can’t treat this Flora like she was the same many years ago, but it’s clear as day that she’s changed for the worse over time.

“What happened to you?”

“Oh, y’ know. Sent to a planet that wanted nothing more than t’ use me until I was broken, tossed back ont’ the streets by my own parents, then picked up by someone lookin’ t’ help me get some payback on this kai-forsaken world.”

As she said this, she casually swung her blade down on the man that took the chance to try and flee. The blade never seemed to touch them, but the sheer speed seemed to connect. Blood splattered across Flora and she didn’t even seem to bat an eye while she looked to the other.

Opal hardly seemed to change at all…

“..Well, didn’t expect t’ see you here.” 

  Opal remains composed, despite the fact there’s far too many emotions running in her mind right now. She can’t treat this Flora like she was the same many years ago, but it’s clear as day that she’s changed for the worse over time.

“I’m being realistic. Being put in that situation with little to no advice and a good pat on the back sayin’ ‘good fuckin’ luck’ is gonna make anyone have little chance of survivin’. Besides, yer the one who put her there in the first place, I know she’ll do great, but it ain’t because of you, that’s for sure.”

“She asked for this. Strength comes from strife. Sitting here on good’ol Earth living with her parents was holding her back. Just like you were.”

“ No, just to advise ya that if you go through with this, she’ll more than likely die. Some teacher you’d be if that happens.”

“Wow. Got a lot of faith in her, I see.”

“Well, there’s parks, the beach, movie theaters, arcades and stuff like that. I know there’s a library my ma likes to go to, anythin’s game really.”