Cassie Fucking Cage (
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voidtreckerexpress2021-07-24 08:46 pm
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Post-Mission, Closed to Sonya Blade
Who: Cassie Cage & Sonya Blade
Where: Gym car, after hours
When: After the Voidtreckers return from the Jinnjar mission
What: Cassie asks her mother about love, marriage, and regrets
Cassie is waiting in the gym car. It's clear she's been waiting for a while. And from the look on her face, it's clear that her mother is the person she's been waiting for.
She looks her in the eyes for a long moment as she enters. She lets it hang for a moment before she breaks it.
"Can I talk to you about something?"
Where: Gym car, after hours
When: After the Voidtreckers return from the Jinnjar mission
What: Cassie asks her mother about love, marriage, and regrets
Cassie is waiting in the gym car. It's clear she's been waiting for a while. And from the look on her face, it's clear that her mother is the person she's been waiting for.
She looks her in the eyes for a long moment as she enters. She lets it hang for a moment before she breaks it.
"Can I talk to you about something?"

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The hug is nevertheless welcomed, and she returns the hug with a silent, reassurance that carried the weight of her words. She had meant what she said-and had meant it since the day Cassie was born.
Whatever her feelings, whatever reservations she had on parenthood, the fact remained; she would do everything in her power to keep Cassie safe, or show all of the realms just how much of a mama bear she was capable of being.
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"You know I worry about you, too," Cassie says. "Always have. Even before you got here how you did."
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"Course you do," Her tone was serious, however her words could be taken as a joke. "With the career I'm in, where...where there was always a chance I couldn't come home. I always knew at some point you had to worry, even if you did a great job of hiding it."
Otherwise why would she feel so strongly. Even if she was trying to feel otherwise, Sonya knew her well enough that she never did anything by halves; had she really not cared, she would've expressed it.
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