María Romero
Three weeks later…
María waves away as Julia crosses through airport security. She knows she should be feeling sad, and if this was two years ago, before Felipe, she would. But something is, finally, changing. Maybe she’s starting to finally like this post-Felipe self. Or maybe it’s all the booze she’s been having.
Girl, those were an amazing three weeks. With school closed she had as much time as she wanted to hang around with Julia, and did they enjoy. The city, the drinks. And Julia’s (failed, thank god) attempts to flirt in English. Come to think of it, this might be the first time she’s had real fun since… well, since Felipe.
Julia wasn’t even too judgmental with her apartment, even if by Spanish standards it was a hellhole.
With a sigh, María watches Julia vanish in the crowd beyond the security checkpoint and turns away. In all honestly, she should be taking the subway (pay’s not that good) but she feels suddenly tired and orders an Uber.
And then she sees in her phone her recent calls. Most of them are from Thomas (yes, she doesn’t have that many local friends, so what!?). And suddenly the dread she had been doing such a good job ignoring comes back to her. All at once.
She has not found too much about CEG yet. He should realize she´s a history teacher, not a PI.
Although…
A memory creeps back into her skull. A memory of the day the shit hit the fan. She did some things that day… She looked into the future…
But the thought of bringing back the voice is too much. She knows it’s still in there, of course, but she doesn’t yet know that the fuck it is, or what the fuck it means. It feels wrong, and brings back memories of Sunday school back at Segovia (to which her grandparent forced her to go. Her parents were much more laid back with the religion, thank god). At not good memories. Memories of damnation, brimstone and fear.
She shudders.
And perhaps what bothers her more is that nobody is talking about it. She knows Brad and Thomas and the others also did some… unusual… things that day. She knows they probably also have a voice (maybe even the same voice?) inside. Yet nobody says anything. Are they also scared? Embarrassed? Do they know something she doesn’t?
She should ask Thomas someday. Hopefully over a glass of whisky.
The car stops and she steps back in front of her home. Going in feels lonely after having Julia over for so long, but at the same time, she welcomes some privacy. There’s stuff she can’t have Julia knowing.
So, she goes to the living room, takes out the leather mask she brought at the sex shop two days ago, as Julia was shopping, and keeps sewing into it some design she found in an ancient Mesopotamian art book.
Yes, it feels silly. But she knows the voice might come back. Or she might need it once they find who did this to them… She’s pretty sure all the supers she keeps hearing about on the news have voices like hers, and certainly she doesn’t want her naked face on a CU on all the TVs (well, computer screens, mostly) in the world.
So, yeah, María does little useful in these three weeks except some late night research into CEG, since Julia was here. But it helped taking the character to a place where I feel she can become more active. Unless @malkav11 wants to throw in a flashback scene of some significant external incident, which I would be fine with
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My main question know is whether I should use Oracle soon or wait for a crisis, but without discussion of our powers and the implications, I don't think she's ready to invoke the voice yet.