@opprobriumed - pre-planned event starter
“Hey. What’s that? There, right there. You got something... on your face...a little to the left.”
Catra didn’t know why she had come here. In a different lifetime this bamboo field was a training spot between two weird friends, but now they were strangers. She scratched at the side of her face to demonstrate. Half of her face was pitch black, and half of his was scalded off and covered in a bandage. They were almost matching in how broken they both were.
Catra suddenly bent down low on all fours. The other was too busy staring at her. You should take a look at yourself, she wanted to say, You’re even more of a mess than I am. She didn’t. She was silent, like a hunter with their prey. She pounced suddenly to close the distance between them and tackled the other boy.
She dug her claw deep into the bandages wrapped around his face and ripped them off. She wanted to see the still-bleeding wound. She wanted to see him, as broken as she was.
“There it is.”
She said, bitingly sarcastic. Literally, she looked like she wanted to bite him.
“Hey look! We totally match! Everyone can see our scars. I... kind of feel sorry for you.” She said it only because she knew it would piss him off. Pity was the last thing she wanted too.