( even during stage two of initiation, when everyone's being worn down to the bone by their own fears - there are good days and there are bad days.
tris wandered the compound after her simulation session. aimlessly trailing down half-remembered corridors, until she'd found herself at the back entrance, so she'd sprawled in the safety net for a while. thinking. thinking about her fears, and what they really were. right up to the moment when molly yanked her out of the net by her hair. apparently she wanted some sort of payback, and tris doesn't really want to start anything, but now that it's been started, she's not ready to sit it out.
peter isn't there - a good thing, unless she's just not seeing him yet in which case that's terrible - but her insides knot up preemptively anyway.
maybe, tris thinks, she could outrun them. but she doesn't want to.
first encounter.
tris wandered the compound after her simulation session. aimlessly trailing down half-remembered corridors, until she'd found herself at the back entrance, so she'd sprawled in the safety net for a while. thinking. thinking about her fears, and what they really were. right up to the moment when molly yanked her out of the net by her hair. apparently she wanted some sort of payback, and tris doesn't really want to start anything, but now that it's been started, she's not ready to sit it out.
peter isn't there - a good thing, unless she's just not seeing him yet in which case that's terrible - but her insides knot up preemptively anyway.
maybe, tris thinks, she could outrun them. but she doesn't want to.
this is going to be ugly. )
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