[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#cc33ff][center]Guinevere Stark[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s9.postimg.cc/l8imn390v/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr]	Guin turned her face, blushing slightly in embarrassment. She knew that Lance probably thought she was a badass (and okay, she [i]did[/i] know the basic principles of hand-to-hand and how to handle a sword...), but it wasn't something she thought of herself as. She still felt like the helpless kid running into the woods to avoid the Brotherhood - or running into the basement and hiding by the furnace to avoid the Ten Rings - or any of the other countless times where someone had attempted to kidnap her. Sometimes, it felt like the more she learned from Aunt Nat about how to defend herself, the more it became useless against those who wished to do her harm. 

	[color=#cc33ff]"Let's go to those places you mentioned..."[/color] Guin said, the song switching over to the next one. Walking with Lance was already helping to take her mind off of things, but something he said had started to bug her. He had actual superpowers - and as much as Guin hoped she'd wake up one day and be able to fly, she knew it probably wasn't in the cards. She would've known if her father carried an x-gene by now. [color=#cc33ff]"And maybe...Maybe we figure out how to use your powers. I'll be Han Solo, you be Luke Skywalker. Or I'd be Leia....Nah, I'd rather be Han. Not into dresses."[/color]