‘ eternal peace is probably overrated . ’ from jill
UMBRELLA ACADEMY SENTENCE STARTERS « 𝘈𝘊𝘊𝘌𝘗𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘎 .
there is a pause in her motion , ever gracefully choreographed , the click of a heel striking the pavement mid pace & a twirl on it , head turning quicker to catch a glimpse of jill . she stops when they face each other , a tilt in her candour as she wears a smile they should both be familiar with . all too knowing , all too playful & just as involuntary , sickly bittersweet like a name smoothly repeated , familiar such that neither truly grasp . “ watch out , valentine— ” there are certain defaults she relies on in the role of ada wong , a perpetual tease to her nature that dulls the senses , a presence intoxicating for all who know its absence . one that allows her an in to others & how they perform their lives on the stage & she finds that jill shatters that neutrality . all that constructs ada wong , all those details written down on the inside of her heart , memorised for a part which seems to lack its original purpose . a lopsided smile worn not because it was ada’s constant but because it was theirs to share , jill’s to partake in . never starved of ada wong as they will always meet again , through the years & miles spent apart they find a way in each other’s company & they know it could no longer be just coincidence . she would not let it be . it was a new meaning found in their connection , one woman starved of definition finding it in another , with no need to pick & prod beyond the familiarity of the act .
“ ———i’m rubbing off on you . ” what little remains of her to share , a contrast in philosophy , between seeking peace & needing conflict . that one source from which all their friction spring forth , eclipsed by a mutual desire which transcends these considerations . in the heat of the moment they quickly vanish , a convenient ignorance relied on by them both . did it really matter that ada never believed in the justice jill sought , when she would aid the fool’s errand anyway ? their lives intersecting is a measure of allowed hypocrisies , for how long they can pretend this discord does not exist . if the passage of time makes even it unclear , the question shifts focus . belief is immaterial when action is a more honest showpiece . cynicism is merely the natural consequence of a lifestyle rife with similarity , its reasoning differing & ada’s worn plainly . enough to bring some out of jill , it appears . she laughs , a low exhale from her nose that adds contour to that knowing grin . an unspoken dimension rests just beneath her words & would it not be obvious , perhaps she would speak it into existence , a counter-narrative to one expressed . for each trace of herself that persists within jill , she notices an aspect of jill within her . another to inspire her performance , how she plays ada wong for the eyes of jill valentine alone .
