Because there are so many fewer diversions on this station than on the previous one, Aegis takes to those that are offered with more of an open mind than she might have done before. For instance, she stays after personal combat sometimes, to watch Sue sparring with Howlett. Now and then she takes a turn herself. Today she's just supervising.
Why not Howlett, could you tell him if I was there, could you back me up if I told him - he wouldn't pull that crap, he gets you -
She squeezes him. Then - then I'll stick by you, we can get him together, she says, like that last time, you and me.
I want to find something to do that you're not scared of, but I don't know if there is something like that.
I - Well, she has no clever response to that. Now that he mentions it, she's scared too. But. He might do that anyway, just because I'm your friend.
And I'd tell, anyway, I'd tell until someone listened, and then he'd get iced.
You shouldn't be getting hurt either. The world's wrong in a billion ways and that's one of them and if I can stop it I want to. I'll do it without getting hurt if I can, though.
(Unless he can, unless he can fool the palm scanner, but then they'll have to go with trying to beat him up anyway and any elaborate plan will be moot.)
I agree with you. Except it doesn't make it okay for bad things to happen to you either. I wouldn't be such a good friend if I thought so, e?
Hugs are good. Hugs help even when they don't. You got a better idea than cornering him with me there and kicking the kuso out of him?
Aegis sits up.
The door slides open.
It's a familiar face. Hello, Sue's new best friend.
"Hiding in your room? What, forever, Tommy?" asks Sue's new best friend. "Not very sociable of you."
(Sue's name is, alas, not hard to find. The teachers will use a nickname simply because that's the only way for them to get him to respond, but "Thomas Chester Sanderson" goes on being stamped into every official record.)
Aegis stands in one fluid motion.
Sue's new best friend touches the panel on the wall that closes the door, and it slides shut. "Mm," he says, "no."
Sue's new friend moves fast.
Sue's old friend moves faster, but she is not as strong, she is not a speed-mutant but only an efficient user of her limbs, and either this guy knows how her exo works or he's lucky, because after a lot of dodging has gone on and she's gotten one admittedly solid hit to his gut, he clips her across the ear and sends her head careening into the edge of her bunk and her motor cortex goes screwy; it's like she seizes, twitching all her muscles at independent random, and then she falls to the floor like a rag doll. Like a twelve-year-old girl.
"I like how you're all cooperative," says Sue's new best friend, nudging Aegis with his foot and getting a half-conscious groan in response. "She thought she was being helpful, maybe but you know you don't mind if I come in to visit you whenever I like."
But—how'd he forget this so fast?—he used to live a nightmare as bad as this one.
Sue chooses to stop caring that he is afraid.
He uncoils from his tense stillness and launches himself into the older boy, fast enough that the force of impact slams him against the door.
"Oh, you want it rough today," is the response, and the fight is on. Sue's new best friend is barely hampered by the hit he took to his stomach, and he's confident, not scared, he's beaten Sue before.