[One could almost hear the sudden record scratch that is her mind.]
..the fuck you ain't.
[It's an instinctual response, the venom tempered by confusion. Kobra was tall, blonder and older. And Girl couldn't, or rather she refused to, imagine this place bringing in the Killjoys as children. Mostly because she herself couldn't imagine any of them as anything but the vaguely 'adult' sense she'd gotten of them from her own childhood.]
no subject
..the fuck you ain't.
[It's an instinctual response, the venom tempered by confusion. Kobra was tall, blonder and older. And Girl couldn't, or rather she refused to, imagine this place bringing in the Killjoys as children. Mostly because she herself couldn't imagine any of them as anything but the vaguely 'adult' sense she'd gotten of them from her own childhood.]