[Center][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/627389932335529985/643301012743913513/image6.jpg?width=375&height=375[/img] [color=F0E68C][h2]September 9th | Audrum Household | NYC / NY | 20XX[/h2][/color][/Center] Lindy had quite an experience. Things had been rough coming home; But she had managed to slip past her parents and not let them see her bandaging. Even now, she was wearing a black long-sleeve shirt to cover her arm as for her mom and dad to not discover what had went down. Everything involving those events were still going through her mind; The fight with Xander, Alan's help, and dread from realizing that this whole terrorist attack was potentially breeding people with super-powers. It was a lot for Lindy to take, but she was managing. Maybe it was absurd to even think about, but honestly, what else could be the cause? It was all lined up in a way that made it look like the obvious answer. Things always raised more questions than they answered though; What the hell did she do to deserve this insanity? And how was that whole attack [i]really[/i] involved? The day of the attack: Lindy had essentially no recalling of it. One minute she was calling for help; The next, she was on the ground, head busted open. She had no answers as to why; Neither did her mom, who was furious at what had happened. The only reason she knew as much as she did was because of a playback of her emergency call, and even that provided pretty much no clue what happened. She hung up the phone before anything got serious it seemed; And unfortunately for her, that left everything essentially in the dark. She wanted to know what happened, but was glad to be alive despite what she went through: Maybe it was better she didn't remember that day, just what she'd been through already shook her up a bit; Remembering everything seemed like a miserable thing to go through. But at the same time, she felt that need to know in her mind. Or maybe that was just a headache. Those seemed a lot more common since the attack happened. A scent caught her nose; Lindy and food had a sort of primal relationship. The scent of bacon and sausage was more than enough to attract her downstairs; Dressed for the day already. It was a pleasant surprise to come downstairs and see both her mother and father in the kitchen; It was less common nowadays, with her mom keeping so busy with work. It was odd though; Both of them seemed dressed this morning, as if they had somewhere to be at the moment. Usually they waited until after breakfast at least. The only choice at the moment was interrogation. Though her mother caught her first, it seemed. [color=a187be]"Good morning: You almost gave me enough time to fill my plate with some of your food."[/color] Her mother teased, approaching and embracing her daughter in a small hug, before leaning down to kiss her forehead. [color=F0E68C]"As if dad would let you do that!"[/color] Lindy replied, grinning. Her mom teased her a bit, but it was a regular thing. Lindy was used to it; Neither of them had thin skin when it came to this sort of thing. Though Lindy had her temper outside the household, she tried to keep respectful with her parents. Didn't always work, but hey, had to try. Lindy's father glanced over and decided to respond to their remarks; [color=fdc68a]"Linda, you can take all the food once you don't leave the bacon half-raw."[/color] [color=F0E68C]"O o o h h !"[/color] Lindy held back laughter as her mother got an expression that was a mixture of amused and betrayed as she glanced at her husband. [color=a187be]"David, it was one time!"[/color] [color=fdc68a]"And I'm not going to let you live it down, 'hon. It's why I still do the cooking to this day."[/color] David Audrum's grip on the pan he was using to cook was nearly lost as his wife punched him in the arm as a retort. She always did end up resorting to a bit of bullying instead of a reply, that was probably where Lindy's avid need to fight came from. That, and the whole police woman situation. He let out a playful [color=fdc68a]"Ouch!"[/color] Along with a laugh, despite his thoughts trailing towards the path his daughter wanted to take. He just wanted her to be safe; Her mother had such a dangerous job, and despite the fact she did help people, she would be putting her life on the line. David stressed enough about Linda going out there every day, he didn't want to have to worry about his daughter as well! No attempt to change her ever had any effect though; That's another trait his precious daughter got from Linda. Stubbornness. Lindy leaned against the counter, watching her parents momentarily before deciding to begin questioning them. [color=F0E68C]"So what're you two dressed up for? It's a bit early for a date night, isn't it?"[/color] She knew her parents liked to go out when they had the chance; But if they were doing that this early in the day, that'd be crazy. Usually they went to dinner or something. [color=a187be]"I'm glad you're dressed for today, because you're coming with us."[/color] Linda responded, gesturing for her daughter to sit at the table with her as they waited for their plates to arrive. [color=a187be]"There's a memorial service for the casualties from the university. You're coming along with me and your father to pay respects."[/color] A memorial service... Lindy figured something like that would be in the works; But she hadn't realized anything was happening today. [color=F0E68C]"Of course! I wouldn't want to miss the opportunity."[/color] She survived this whole ordeal, it seemed only right to pay respects to the fallen. She knew everyone wasn't as fortunate; So she'd go for certain. Too many people died in that attack; As Lindy thought about it irritably, she saw a similar emotion in her mom across the table; Who had a fist clenched, resting against the table. Lindy's gaze went to her own hand; Realizing it was clenched in a similar fashion. Sharply exhaling out of nose, she felt comforted; Being like her mother was something she always aimed for; And everyday she could see small tidbits of information that pointed towards them being extremely similar. That made Lindy smile. [color=fdc68a]"Let's not worry about that just yet,"[/color] David cut in, placing plates at the table. Bacon, sausage, eggs, two slices of toast and butter was already on the table. [color=fdc68a]"Two most wonderful ladies in my life have to eat to keep that police-woman vigor up, you know."[/color] He added, earning a smirk from his wife and a small laugh from his daughter. Soon enough he got his own plate and joined them in their meal. Chattering the entire time, as best a family could. [hr] [hr] Time passed, and eventually the trio set off to the memorial service. Lindy would've walked, but her mother suggested they take the car. Walking would've been faster she felt, but arguing wasn't something Lindy wanted to do today; Rather, they'd just arrive and do what they came to do. Despite not saying anything about it, Linda wasn't only going to pay respects. She wanted to be there, in case anything were to happen again. It wasn't more than paranoid thinking, but she wanted to be around if there was another emergency. Last time she wasn't there in time to help anybody... This time, it'd be different if something were to happen. Though she prayed, as she drove along, that nothing would. They arrived without issue: Stepping out and approaching the crowd gathering for the service. Lindy glanced around at the mass of people out of curiosity; Surprisingly enough catching sight of Matty Jaeger, one of her better friends. She usually saw him at Krav practice twice a week, but it'd been a bit since they saw each-other with all the attack stuff going on. [color=F0E68C]"Matt!"[/color] Lindy called, waving her hand with a smile. Matty turned with an eyebrow raised, a big grin crossing his face as he spotted who was calling him. Without hesitation he turned on his heel and jogged up to her; Fist extending out for a bump with his best partner. [color=8493ca]"Lindy! Mr. Hassan told me what happened, we've all been worried!"[/color] He exclaimed, blue eyes bright with excitement to see her in good health. [color=8493ca]"You look pretty good for someone who just got put through this crap. Can't expect less than that from someone I call a rival though, right?"[/color] Lindy had known Matty for awhile; Even before joining Krav. They hung out sometimes, though not terribly often as they both kept to routines. But he was kind and compassionate despite his highly competitive nature, and Lindy appreciated that about him. Nervously she reached out and lightly bumped her fist with his, not wanting to put any force behind it or else things could get... Bad. [color=F0E68C]"Looking pretty good, huh? Is the sweater that much of a change?"[/color] She questioned, grin forming as Matty instantly looked ready to backpedal his statement. [color=8493ca]"Hey, come on. You know what I mean! Though it is strange to see you out of the tanktop look."[/color] Matty replied, hands sliding into his pockets. His grin faltered a bit, though less out of his mood worsening and more out of concern. [color=8493ca]"You really okay though, Lind? This was a real rough situation. If you ever need to talk--"[/color] [color=F0E68C]"I'm okay, Matty."[/color] Lindy assured, trying to douse the concerns. [color=F0E68C]"I came out of it a lot better than I expected. I'm just thankful for that."[/color] Yeah, and... With strength unmatched. She hadn't tested it much yet, but considering her feats yesterday... She had become some sort of monster. Matty nodded, accepting her words. [color=8493ca]"Right. But if you need to talk; Me and the others are around. We're really looking forward to having you back, especially Mr. Hassan!"[/color] Having her back...? Lindy's gaze went towards the ground. She couldn't go back to krav; Not with strength like hers. What was she supposed to say? 'Sorry, can't. I can lift grown men like school textbooks.'??? Sheesh, this was going to be a difficult one. She didn't want to deal with it right now. [color=F0E68C]"Y-Yeah... That reminds me, I have to call Mr. Hassan later. Thank you for the concern, Matt. I appreciate it."[/color] [color=8493ca]"Yeah, anytime! I've got to go, but I'll catch'ya later!"[/color] Matty said as he began walking backwards momentarily, beginning to turn but ceasing as he thought of one other thing. [color=8493ca]"Oh, right. Don't forget to tell Lee that I want that rematch still! He was pretty good at the tournament, but next time I'll bring not just my A-game; I'll bring my A+ game!"[/color] Lindy's blood ran cold at his comment. [color=F0E68C]"Right, Matty... uh, I will."[/color] She managed to croak out, watching him run off. A deep sigh escaped her as she suddenly thought about that rematch Matty wanted with Xander: He could not do that, he'd tear Matty a new charred-asshole with those powers of his. She stood there, arms crossed as she thought about that can of worms and how she wanted to just break such an idea off before Matty got hurt. She managed to keep her cool with yesterday; She hadn't said shit to anyone. But if Matty got hurt? She'd be pissed. Matty was clearly nowhere near the attack if her talk with him was any indication; She had to assume he was still normal. Which made things dangerous... Lindy stood there silently, letting her thoughts roam.