Trying to vent

[wild_child]

It had been, and continued to be, trying times for Rose Logan. At least the media circus had largely dissipated, but the underage Logan children were definitely under a fair amount of scrutiny from the DCFS people. Which made it a heck of a lot harder to sneak out for her beer and smokes.

And there was the added... whatever it was that was going on with her life right now. Whatever it meant that she didn't smell like her brothers and sister or Pops. She still hadn't figured out how to talk to Misha or Pops about it. Really needed to. Needed to talk to someone. And not any of the docs either, 'cause they'd just point her to Pops.

Dang it. Why'd life have to go and get all flippin' complicated?

So for now, she'd been working her way through a Danger Room exercise. Simulated Tokyo neighborhood, Hand ninjas. Perfect aggression therapy. So long as she kept just enough self-control not to max out on red hot rage.

The program terminated when the last ninja was down. Rose was healing from a variety of sword slices, sai stabs, and other cuts. Holographic blood faded from her claws. She was breathing hard, but that was slowing.

Deep breaths, in and out. Keep that icy calm cold center.

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[wild_child]

She threw up both hands. "Hey, I don't know nothin' about that and you can't prove anything anyway."

[brother_bear]

"I don't need to prove anything, I just know you." Misha tossed his grease rag at her before getting ready to slide back under the car. "By the way, if you haven't realized it yet, Zach and Jeremy think you're the greatest."

[wild_child]

"Well, naturally," Rose said, catching the rag.

She grinned. "Though I'm guessin' you set the bar pretty high with those boys."

[brother_bear]

He grinned back. "Those boys are pretty smart all by themselves. Besides, something happens to me, I'm counting on you to step in and make sure they get their daily dose of Logan sense."

[wild_child]

"And in the meantime, I can be the cool aunt who helps get smokes and booze when they're older," Rose said.

[brother_bear]

"I don't know about the smokes." He paused a moment. "You gonna be okay?"

[wild_child]

Rose nodded and smiled. "Yeah, I will," she said. "...Thanks, Dork."

[brother_bear]

"Anytime, Rosie." He slid back under the car. "You can always talk to Dad, you know. He'll set it straight."

[wild_child]

"Yeah," she agreed. "Might have ta do that."

She headed toward the door. "Have fun playin' mechanic, dork."