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[ It was another fairly normal day for Larry. Setting up targets outside of Gunsmith Cats, wondering who was going to show up, if anyone at all, on this particular day. She's a little more on edge due to recent happenings, but not especially expecting anything to happen to her, today.

She jumps at the sound of rustling, whirling around to see a small, adorable blond girl. Except unlike the picture, she's scowling, almost uncharacteristically. ]

M-Minnie-May? When the hell did you get he-

[ She's interrupted by a glare. ]

Already startin' the interrogation, huh?

[ Larry blinks once, twice, surprised by the harshness. ]

Why are you even surprised? Do you seriously not even know you're doing it? Mothering, bossing everyone around - for Christ's sake, you're only three years older than me! What the fuck do you know?

[ As Larry steps back, May follows. ]

We've been over this. Just... tell me when I'm going overboard, you know I only do it because I care.

Blah blah blah, I'm sure you're doing it here too. Sticking your nose in everyone's business like you're better than everyone. Y'know, 'because I care' is what every controlling mother says.

[ May grins wickedly, and Larry steps forward again, seeing where this is going. ]

Like mother like dau-

[ It's Larry's turn to interrupt with a shout, red in the face, tears pricking at her eyes. ]

Shut up! I'm nothing like her and you know it! I mean dammit, I let you be with Ken!

A concession. A big one, maybe, but you're still treating us all like we don't know how to wipe our own asses and you know it. I only stay with you because I don't have anywhere else to go until Ken's stable.

[ She growls as she reaches for May's shirt, to grab her by the collar... and then the tiny blond is gone, leaving Larry huffing and puffing at the air. ]

Dammit! What the fuck was that?!

[ Larry drops to her knees, slamming her fist into the ground. A few tears squeeze out, dropping to the ground as she brings her knees up to her chest. ]

Dammit May... you know I care...

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[Oh shit, not another one. Santana steps outside and bites her lip, still unsure what to do about it.]

Larry...

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[ Oh God. How much of that crap did Santana see?

Larry quickly but unsteadily rises to her feet, rubbing her eyes with her sleeve. ]

S-Santana, hey!

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...are you alright?

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[ She takes a short step away. ]

Fine. It's... it's nothing I should be so worked up over.

[ But she's still rubbing at her eyes. ]

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[Well, that is a lie. But Santana won't call her out too bluntly, because hnng feelings how do they work.]

Okay...maybe you should come back inside.

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Y-yeah. Just gotta sit down.

[ She's heading inside then. Santana you oughta follow her. ]

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[She will, she will. But not entirely out of support for Larry, part of her fears that if she stays outside too long, she'll meet with a phantom of her own. Santana's already seen Rico's mom, and Minnie-May...that's more than enough to deal with, and none of those problems are even hers.]

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[ Inside, Larry just... flops down in the first chair, staring up at the ceiling. The artificial lights make the stains on her cheeks stand out more, not that she cares now.

Slowly, she turns to look at Santana. ]

Was she right?

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[Santana forces a small smile.]

Larry, come on. If you were smothering me, do you really think I'd be here right now?

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What... What would this be?

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[ Larry glances sideways at the voice, blinking then shooting to her feet. ]

What was what?

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That child who spoke ill of you and disappeared.

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It's nothin', don't worry about it.

[ She rubs at her eyes a little, turning away. ]

How much did you see?

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I saw only part of it, but enough to say this: I do not get any impressions that you are being controlling. Providing guidance, perhaps, but that is altogether different.

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Not now... but... I've gone overboard on her in the past, treating her like more of a kid than she is. I know I have, and I know I'm the kinda person who can do it again.

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"The wise gain wisdom rather than regrets from their mistakes."

Was she truly that angry?

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No, but... if I'd kept doing it she probably would've, and I wouldn't have been able to say I didn't deserve some of it.

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[Honestly, she has no idea what to say. Having finally made her way to the shop after taking a day or two to settle around the area, Nadie thought she might be greeted casually, without trouble.

Not this.

A hand instinctively pulls out her gun as she tensely surveys the area.]

What... what was that?

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[ Larry shoots to her feet at the voice, stumbling to lean against a wall.

Great, someone she barely knew had to see her like this. Screw this entire damned garden. ]

Nothing. Just ignore it.

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[She frowns, knowing all too well that is a lie.]

All right. [Even so, she respects Larry's decision to keep quiet. The situation at hand doesn't need to be blown up any more than it already has. With that, her is put gun away.]

Sometimes it's best not to say anything. [A pause.] Still, it looks like you could use a minute to rest. Need a hand?

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Nah. Just... let's go inside.

[ She pushes off the wall, sighing, and heading for the door. ]

Sorry about... all that.

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For what? [She follows, watching for any faltering in the other woman's balance. Also, have a lop-sided, halfhearted smile.]

Things happen.

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Seeing me like that.

[ Her balance is fine, she's just... a little wobbly from emotional strain. She doesn't have any trouble getting to a chair though. ]

I mean, we've only just met.

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Don't stress too much about it. [She finds a chair for herself, and drags it over.]

Everyone has his or her moments. [annnd sitting down now] So-! Instead of worrying about the past, why not tell me more about this shop?

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Don't I know it...

[ She takes a deep breath, then looks up at Nadie. ]

It's really not much of a gunshop, not when most people here aren't very interested.