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not_oreoMany things. More than most orphans who crawled out of the ruins of their parents' home, alone and hurt, are expected to have, at any rate.
Some, I've acquired once, and they've stayed with me.
Others, I've had, then lost, then found again - things that I've been born to, or taken with me, or found. Can those be considered as me still having them? If they don't, then I'd probably say...
Skills.
Surviving on the streets. Not alone, hopefully, but if need be, even so. Surviving against whatever it is that gets thrown my way.
Having a task, which for one reason or another is more important at the moment from what I might whim to do, and accomplishing it, no matter how hard.
Being a part of a group, the best of a group, the leader of a group. Making sure that all of us make it through the situation; making sure that, no matter how badly, or even just how, my position is contended, the task gets accomplished.
Skills that I acquired as a little urchin, parentless, ignorant of what and mostly who I was. Skills that stay with me, no matter whether I have friends, or the city, or my powers, or even most of my memories with me.
Some of them have been honed, like the self-taught fighting that eventually Logan trained into full-on combat ability. Others, I've needed to make sure do not affect what I do too much, like that it's the wiser choice to run than to fight, as a small kid on the streets would.
But it's all here.
Muse: Ororo Munroe
Fandom: X-men
Word count: 268
Some, I've acquired once, and they've stayed with me.
Others, I've had, then lost, then found again - things that I've been born to, or taken with me, or found. Can those be considered as me still having them? If they don't, then I'd probably say...
Skills.
Surviving on the streets. Not alone, hopefully, but if need be, even so. Surviving against whatever it is that gets thrown my way.
Having a task, which for one reason or another is more important at the moment from what I might whim to do, and accomplishing it, no matter how hard.
Being a part of a group, the best of a group, the leader of a group. Making sure that all of us make it through the situation; making sure that, no matter how badly, or even just how, my position is contended, the task gets accomplished.
Skills that I acquired as a little urchin, parentless, ignorant of what and mostly who I was. Skills that stay with me, no matter whether I have friends, or the city, or my powers, or even most of my memories with me.
Some of them have been honed, like the self-taught fighting that eventually Logan trained into full-on combat ability. Others, I've needed to make sure do not affect what I do too much, like that it's the wiser choice to run than to fight, as a small kid on the streets would.
But it's all here.
Muse: Ororo Munroe
Fandom: X-men
Word count: 268
