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xp_logsSooraya is frustrated by dealing with the police and Rahne encourages her to keep going.
Sooraya let out a long breath as she tossed her light summer coat on the chair, along with her bag before sinking down on the one next to it. She'd expected the visit to the police station to be useless, but experiencing them not caring at about the case was hard every time. Looking up from her hands, she let out another long sigh, trying to motivate herself to get up and at least make some tea.
A few seconds later and Rahne bustled in, a book in one hand and an empty bottle in the other. She'd finally started working on the summer reading she'd been assigned but, filled with too much energy, had been doing so outside. At least until her water bottle ran dry. It was far too hot to be outside without something to drink, so she had been making a beeline for the fridge.
But she stopped when she saw Sooraya at the table and Rahne's smile faltered slightly. She looked troubled, something Rahne rarely saw. Troubled and sad. "Sooraya?" she said. "Are ye okay?"
"Oh hey Rahne..." Sooraya pulled herself up a little straighter when the girl looked at her with worry in her eyes. "I'm okay. I just didn't have the best afternoon." Rahne should not have to worry about the things she was thinking about.
"Oh, aye, ye're looking a bit down," she said as she resisted the urge to roll her eyes a little bit. It was clear to her that whatever was wrong was more than just a bad afternoon. Rahne knew Sooraya was probably just doing what all adults did - pretend things were better than they really were. That had happened a lot when she'd been manifesting and the Reverend and Doctor Moira had been hiding things for her. For her own good, of course. "Do ye want to talk about it? I'd offer to make some real tea but it's hot as anything right now - I think there's some of that American iced tea, though."
"Some iced tea sounds good." Sooraya pulled up a faint smile. "And I don't want you to carry what is bothering me, lass... even if you are almost too old for me to call you that. What is that book that you've been reading?" She nodded at the book Rahne was still holding in one of her hands.
"Lord of the Flies," she said, the flat tone of voice telling Sooraya exactly what she thought about it. "I thought it'd be a fun pick off the reading list but I made a mistake." Rahne tossed the offending book on the table on her way to the fridge. "And aye, iced tea coming up - do ye want the sweet one or the black kind?" Personally, she thought that sweetened iced tea was an abomination but to each there own.
Rahne looked over at Sooraya and shrugged. "Ye listened enough to me when I first came over. Besides, I've been taken to another dimension and found out I can turn into a giant werewolf thing. That matures ye pretty quick."
A sad smile flitted over Sooraya's face: "I know it does, Rahne. That doesn't mean I wish you didn't have to... And let's go with the black kind. The sweet one is too sweet for me." A few moments later a glass was put in front of her and she took a sip, enjoying the coldness of it.
Regarding the girl... no... young woman in front of her, Sooraya let out another sigh. "I had a very annoying appointment with the police this afternoon... with them not caring about what happened to mutants at all. And I couldn't do anything to 'push' them along."
Rahne's face fell a little bit. She'd been brought up to respect and follow authority but since becoming a mutant, she had begun to realize that not everyone in power - and, too often, many in power - weren't looking out for everyone. "Annoying is the polite term for bloody frustrating, I bet," she said sadly.
"You saw that very well." Sooraya confirmed. "And the saddest thing is that it's not just police who do not care. It's like many other people are also caring less and less..."
"Not caring is just as dangerous as being angry and belligerent," Rahne said. "Oh, aye, they might not be as scary but there's more people who don't care than do. I'm sorry yer having to deal with it. Can I ask why ye were talking to the police? It must have been for something pretty bad - I know ye haven't done anything other than be a mutant but that's sometimes enough these days."
"I'm not in any trouble if that is what you're worried about." Sooraya hurried to reassure Rahne. "I was involved in a situation in District X in June that involved some people I knew. I was checking with the police on that, but they're not caring much. Which is what as you said it 'bloody frustrating' and even maybe a bit more..."
It wasn't that Rahne really thought Sooraya was in actual, real trouble with the law - that was hard for her to even wrap her head around. But with things the way they were, it wasn't unthinkable for someone like Sooraya to be targeted for being a mutant. "Ach, I'm sorry," she said in sympathy, rolling the glass in her hands as she sighed. "I'm sorry that they're nay interested in helping when they should be. They're the police! That's what they do. Or what they did - they should care."
"They should... but they don't." Sooraya shook her head sadly. "A large part of humanity does not really seem to care about mutants... and that is reflected in the police as well... maybe even more there for reasons I don't want to think about.... So I went to push them... to try them to get to care, but it didn't help much."
"So ... what's next?" she asked curiously. "I mean, yer not just going to leave it there, right?"
"I'll keep doing what I can... and I know XFI is also working on doing what they can. But it doesn't help to beat a dead horse, so I think I'll focus on keeping other people as safe as possible... so we don't need to the police." Sooraya spoke softly after a long moment of thought. "I don't think there is much else I can do."
No wonder Sooraya had looked so done with everything. “Keeping people safe is important but if this was important ye should keep pushing,” Rahne said, voice firm. “I’ve been rescued from another dimension. Impossible things happen more often than we think but not if ye stop.”
"Oh, I won't stop pushing the police. Even if it might not help much..." A small smile flitted over Sooraya's face as a thought occurred to her. "Maybe I should take you with me the next time. I think you are better at outstubborning them then I am and if truly needed you can scare them in compliance?"
When Rahne smiled, it was a very toothy grin. "Oh, aye, I'd be more than happy to give them a good fright! There's nothing like finding a giant wolf in the city to make someone need new knickers. I mean, it wouldn't do much to change policy but at least it would be fun!"
Sooraya rolled her eyes a little at Rahne and mussed her hair. "Don't tempt me... you were supposed to be the wise one in this, lass. But picture of you chasing around some of those cops is oh so satisfying."
Rahne ducked and grimaced at Sooraya. "There's wise and then there's biting. Sometimes, you just need a little bit of both!"
Sooraya let out a long breath as she tossed her light summer coat on the chair, along with her bag before sinking down on the one next to it. She'd expected the visit to the police station to be useless, but experiencing them not caring at about the case was hard every time. Looking up from her hands, she let out another long sigh, trying to motivate herself to get up and at least make some tea.
A few seconds later and Rahne bustled in, a book in one hand and an empty bottle in the other. She'd finally started working on the summer reading she'd been assigned but, filled with too much energy, had been doing so outside. At least until her water bottle ran dry. It was far too hot to be outside without something to drink, so she had been making a beeline for the fridge.
But she stopped when she saw Sooraya at the table and Rahne's smile faltered slightly. She looked troubled, something Rahne rarely saw. Troubled and sad. "Sooraya?" she said. "Are ye okay?"
"Oh hey Rahne..." Sooraya pulled herself up a little straighter when the girl looked at her with worry in her eyes. "I'm okay. I just didn't have the best afternoon." Rahne should not have to worry about the things she was thinking about.
"Oh, aye, ye're looking a bit down," she said as she resisted the urge to roll her eyes a little bit. It was clear to her that whatever was wrong was more than just a bad afternoon. Rahne knew Sooraya was probably just doing what all adults did - pretend things were better than they really were. That had happened a lot when she'd been manifesting and the Reverend and Doctor Moira had been hiding things for her. For her own good, of course. "Do ye want to talk about it? I'd offer to make some real tea but it's hot as anything right now - I think there's some of that American iced tea, though."
"Some iced tea sounds good." Sooraya pulled up a faint smile. "And I don't want you to carry what is bothering me, lass... even if you are almost too old for me to call you that. What is that book that you've been reading?" She nodded at the book Rahne was still holding in one of her hands.
"Lord of the Flies," she said, the flat tone of voice telling Sooraya exactly what she thought about it. "I thought it'd be a fun pick off the reading list but I made a mistake." Rahne tossed the offending book on the table on her way to the fridge. "And aye, iced tea coming up - do ye want the sweet one or the black kind?" Personally, she thought that sweetened iced tea was an abomination but to each there own.
Rahne looked over at Sooraya and shrugged. "Ye listened enough to me when I first came over. Besides, I've been taken to another dimension and found out I can turn into a giant werewolf thing. That matures ye pretty quick."
A sad smile flitted over Sooraya's face: "I know it does, Rahne. That doesn't mean I wish you didn't have to... And let's go with the black kind. The sweet one is too sweet for me." A few moments later a glass was put in front of her and she took a sip, enjoying the coldness of it.
Regarding the girl... no... young woman in front of her, Sooraya let out another sigh. "I had a very annoying appointment with the police this afternoon... with them not caring about what happened to mutants at all. And I couldn't do anything to 'push' them along."
Rahne's face fell a little bit. She'd been brought up to respect and follow authority but since becoming a mutant, she had begun to realize that not everyone in power - and, too often, many in power - weren't looking out for everyone. "Annoying is the polite term for bloody frustrating, I bet," she said sadly.
"You saw that very well." Sooraya confirmed. "And the saddest thing is that it's not just police who do not care. It's like many other people are also caring less and less..."
"Not caring is just as dangerous as being angry and belligerent," Rahne said. "Oh, aye, they might not be as scary but there's more people who don't care than do. I'm sorry yer having to deal with it. Can I ask why ye were talking to the police? It must have been for something pretty bad - I know ye haven't done anything other than be a mutant but that's sometimes enough these days."
"I'm not in any trouble if that is what you're worried about." Sooraya hurried to reassure Rahne. "I was involved in a situation in District X in June that involved some people I knew. I was checking with the police on that, but they're not caring much. Which is what as you said it 'bloody frustrating' and even maybe a bit more..."
It wasn't that Rahne really thought Sooraya was in actual, real trouble with the law - that was hard for her to even wrap her head around. But with things the way they were, it wasn't unthinkable for someone like Sooraya to be targeted for being a mutant. "Ach, I'm sorry," she said in sympathy, rolling the glass in her hands as she sighed. "I'm sorry that they're nay interested in helping when they should be. They're the police! That's what they do. Or what they did - they should care."
"They should... but they don't." Sooraya shook her head sadly. "A large part of humanity does not really seem to care about mutants... and that is reflected in the police as well... maybe even more there for reasons I don't want to think about.... So I went to push them... to try them to get to care, but it didn't help much."
"So ... what's next?" she asked curiously. "I mean, yer not just going to leave it there, right?"
"I'll keep doing what I can... and I know XFI is also working on doing what they can. But it doesn't help to beat a dead horse, so I think I'll focus on keeping other people as safe as possible... so we don't need to the police." Sooraya spoke softly after a long moment of thought. "I don't think there is much else I can do."
No wonder Sooraya had looked so done with everything. “Keeping people safe is important but if this was important ye should keep pushing,” Rahne said, voice firm. “I’ve been rescued from another dimension. Impossible things happen more often than we think but not if ye stop.”
"Oh, I won't stop pushing the police. Even if it might not help much..." A small smile flitted over Sooraya's face as a thought occurred to her. "Maybe I should take you with me the next time. I think you are better at outstubborning them then I am and if truly needed you can scare them in compliance?"
When Rahne smiled, it was a very toothy grin. "Oh, aye, I'd be more than happy to give them a good fright! There's nothing like finding a giant wolf in the city to make someone need new knickers. I mean, it wouldn't do much to change policy but at least it would be fun!"
Sooraya rolled her eyes a little at Rahne and mussed her hair. "Don't tempt me... you were supposed to be the wise one in this, lass. But picture of you chasing around some of those cops is oh so satisfying."
Rahne ducked and grimaced at Sooraya. "There's wise and then there's biting. Sometimes, you just need a little bit of both!"
