"So what about Flint and his bugs?" Maria quipped ever silent to Leela, this girl...she knew what she was trying to do and Maria be damned if she let herself be swayed so easily. "Nothing a can of Black Flag and a flyswatter can't fix, and I'd like to see them try and get me in a cage, because they'll be needing body bags after I'm done with them." [i]Fuck! Why is she doing this to me?[/i] She sighed deeply, tightening her fist more and more until her knuckles were glowing pure white as she again hissed to the white haired girl, "And for your information, I've been living life. This IS my life, robbing banks, destroying buildings, killing.....it's all I've ever known, and it's all I'll ever stick with. I wasn't lucky like you. I bet you have it all...a nice home, a family that loves you and is so nurturing and so nauseatingly affectionate and stereotypical...... You know where mine are? Me neither? Nuns said they were roadkill, splattered by a drunk driver or some shit... and the same fucking fat penguins said I wasn't a good kid, that I was the Devil incarnate... Psh yeah....real nurturing alright..." Her voice was hoarse and bitter as she spoke to Leela, but her face....it only reflected that pain she buried so deep within herself...and dammit was Leela ever exhuming it from her.