yeah, i have a mark in the shape of your foot on my hip that tells me exactly how well you can hold your own.
[ at this point it's actually pretty much gone, but. ]
you had fewer fights to win than me before getting out. you told me to tell people what they were doing, you were just as capable of doing that as i was.
they wouldn't believe the rubies were trying to shake people down or take out what they said they were owed in trade and rounding people up and forcing them to fight when they said no? even with some of them witnessing it themselves?
[ yeah, by now she's seen that network post. ]
at worst they'd ask you to back it up and you could point to anyone you recognized there and tell them to ask them about it. no one's got any reason to believe you'd lie.
[And what the problem is is so difficult to explain. Over the course of the last month, as much as she tries to fight it, Dinah's rapidly been losing confidence in herself. Every time she's posted on the network, Roman or Hope or someone else have jumped down her throat. She's been in trouble with the city and faced the consequences for opening her mouth. Frankly, that old self doubt and lack of confidence is creeping back in]
I always say it wrong. I was better off in there, letting the kids and the shitty fighters get out. At least I know how to do that. Fight, I mean. Or... not fight. You know what I mean.
[ reading over dinah's words, max gets the feeling that this goes deeper than she's prepared to handle. she remembers someone she'd mentioned during their fight - ronan, she thinks it was - and whoever that is has clearly got her worked up and doubting herself.
max huffs, rubbing at her forehead before typing out her response. ]
you weren't better off in there. none of us were, no matter how much better we were at fighting than whoever they were dragging in. [ very hypocritical of her, but. ] and there's no wrong way to bring up "hey, the rubies are rounding subs up making them work off debts or fight people til they earn their way out".
you think you were the only one i threw a fight with? most of them were with those kids or with people who looked like they couldn't take another fight.
i saw her. didn't know that was what she was doing until i saw the post.
yeah but I asked you not to do it. thats the difference. all they'd done was spray shit down my throat so I couldn't use my cry and knock everyone out. fucking annoying but I could still fight
right? and no one gave a shit about the post. no one's said anything. no one fucking cares about the down
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[ at this point it's actually pretty much gone, but. ]
you had fewer fights to win than me before getting out. you told me to tell people what they were doing, you were just as capable of doing that as i was.
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Nah see
See that’s where you’re wrong. No one listens to me. They might’ve listened to you
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[ yeah, by now she's seen that network post. ]
at worst they'd ask you to back it up and you could point to anyone you recognized there and tell them to ask them about it. no one's got any reason to believe you'd lie.
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[And what the problem is is so difficult to explain. Over the course of the last month, as much as she tries to fight it, Dinah's rapidly been losing confidence in herself. Every time she's posted on the network, Roman or Hope or someone else have jumped down her throat. She's been in trouble with the city and faced the consequences for opening her mouth. Frankly, that old self doubt and lack of confidence is creeping back in]
I always say it wrong. I was better off in there, letting the kids and the shitty fighters get out. At least I know how to do that. Fight, I mean. Or... not fight. You know what I mean.
i lost track of this, i'm sorry!
max huffs, rubbing at her forehead before typing out her response. ]
you weren't better off in there. none of us were, no matter how much better we were at fighting than whoever they were dragging in. [ very hypocritical of her, but. ]
and there's no wrong way to bring up "hey, the rubies are rounding subs up making them work off debts or fight people til they earn their way out".
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yeah you'd think that. no one'd listen anyway. Cleo tried - you know the kid with the device? No one cared. The Doms are all the same. No one cares.
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i saw her. didn't know that was what she was doing until i saw the post.
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all they'd done was spray shit down my throat so I couldn't use my cry and knock everyone out. fucking annoying but I could still fight
right? and no one gave a shit about the post. no one's said anything. no one fucking cares about the down