Fuck everyone else, she wants to say but clamps it hard between her jaws.
It's an easy thing to say. She's learned the hard way that waiting for others to come to their senses puts your own life at risk. That stubbornness, bravery or lack of common sense can't always be fixed. And although Ripley doesn't blame her posthumous crew for their faults, they hadn't made it easy for anyone.
Easy doesn't always mean right. It wouldn't be right to leave these people.
So snap the fuck out of it, Ellen.
She cards a hand through dark clouds of curls, as if doing so might shed the bad thoughts from her mind. It doesn't. They're persistent, cruel. They laugh at her as she struggles, an animal caught by its leg. And soon enough she's the one that's laughing. Her's, a hopeless, exhausted kind of noise. "This is ridiculous. D-Demons with one foot in the fucking therapist's door. Soon we'll be— we'll be lined on shitty sofas talking about our problems like some kind of— mystical AA."
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Fuck everyone else, she wants to say but clamps it hard between her jaws.
It's an easy thing to say. She's learned the hard way that waiting for others to come to their senses puts your own life at risk. That stubbornness, bravery or lack of common sense can't always be fixed. And although Ripley doesn't blame her posthumous crew for their faults, they hadn't made it easy for anyone.
Easy doesn't always mean right. It wouldn't be right to leave these people.
So snap the fuck out of it, Ellen.
She cards a hand through dark clouds of curls, as if doing so might shed the bad thoughts from her mind. It doesn't. They're persistent, cruel. They laugh at her as she struggles, an animal caught by its leg. And soon enough she's the one that's laughing. Her's, a hopeless, exhausted kind of noise. "This is ridiculous. D-Demons with one foot in the fucking therapist's door. Soon we'll be— we'll be lined on shitty sofas talking about our problems like some kind of— mystical AA."