::Flying RP, Semi-Open::

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Flying was becoming a familiar, comforting thing.

Actually trying to practice, though... that was less comfortable. But there was definitely something satisfying, Nny reflected, about hitting bludgers through the air, looping around as they swung back towards them, and smacking them away again.

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"That's what they wanted from me, too," River said simply; the part about Nny did shock her, but the rest was far too familiar--- too familiar, certainly, to be upsetting. "Turn me into a weapon, go off on command. And I made it so they couldn't--- but I had to... see what they were doing first. Take it apart so I could put it back together my way--- so they couldn't ever use me again, but I could use... what they did to me. For myself. For my friends." In a less bleak tone, she added, "I don't know if you can do it with... her. The one in your mind. Maybe it's not... safe... for you to try. And I'm not ever saying that you should do anything she wants, not at all. But I know it's useful to... know your enemy. That's... I think that's probably why the Alliance... wanted to... create... me." That was a piece of the puzzle she'd never... quite... fitted together before--- but why else create a telepathic assassin? "Because I could... know my enemies." She smiled slightly. "Except I think they never expected me to be able to know that they were the enemy." She looked hard at Devi. "I think the one in your head doesn't... quite... expect it of you either." Her smile was downright conspiratorial.

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Devi couldn't help but give the tiniest of smiles as she roughly ran her fingers over her chin, debating. "It would be something new. She might not expect it. But... at the same time, if I'm discussing this now, wouldn't she already know?" She frowned again. "I don't know what the hell I'm doing anymore," she added with a weak laugh.

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River regarded her with deep sympathy. "That... that's harder than escaping from the Academy," she said quietly. "They couldn't... read... me. I had the edge there." Impulsively, she reached out. "If there's... anything I can do, though--- just ask. I don't know what I can do... but I know what it's like--- having someone make you over into what they want and you can't... get away. Even if I did, eventually. Get away, I mean." She paused and added, "My brother's here--- he's the one who helped me... get away. I don't know how... the one in your head... works, but Simon was able to... help me. He's a doctor; he... put some of what they did to me back together."

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Devi gave another weak smile. "No... offense, River... but I don't think a doctor's going to make much sense of my head..." She sighed again and rubbed her temples. "I don't think it's something so much clinically wrong as..." She paused, trying to think of the right wording. "Something else..."

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River nodded. "Simon couldn't fix me totally either, and it was doctors who did it to me. I just wondered if he might be able to help, even a little. Every little bit helps, sometimes." She tilted her head. "Nny and I were going to take Occlumency together, once, only the teachers I went to about it are all gone now." She sighed sadly, then perked up. "Actually, your... something wrong almost sounds more like the sort of thing someone here might know about. I don't know, but...." She trailed off hopefully.