She quirked her mouth wryly. "Eh. Probably not. I don't, usually."
Not that it was a secret, but - "My family travelled around a lot, but we kind of - ran out of money, I guess. I was pretty young. Don't remember, really." She shrugged, idly dropping things into folders. "We ended up on Saweoure. The place where they like to enslave everyone?"
She tried to keep the bitterness out of her voice, but it wasn't really working. "My kid brothers and I busted out, eventually. Got to the refugee colony on Faience on a cargo shuttle. Parents were dead by then, so I was made their legal guardian. Then, after a few years, I joined Starfleet."
She poked the console. She always told this story in one tone of voice, carefully not dwelling on any of the details. It sounded awful, she knew - hell, it was pretty awful, objectively - but she didn't feel damaged, or anything. That wasn't her. This was just - her life. It was hard to speculate about what things would have been like if they'd been different. The 'don't pity me' tone maybe (she hoped) made it a little bit better for people when they inevitably had no clue what to say.
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Date: 2010-09-23 02:20 pm (UTC)Not that it was a secret, but - "My family travelled around a lot, but we kind of - ran out of money, I guess. I was pretty young. Don't remember, really." She shrugged, idly dropping things into folders. "We ended up on Saweoure. The place where they like to enslave everyone?"
She tried to keep the bitterness out of her voice, but it wasn't really working. "My kid brothers and I busted out, eventually. Got to the refugee colony on Faience on a cargo shuttle. Parents were dead by then, so I was made their legal guardian. Then, after a few years, I joined Starfleet."
She poked the console. She always told this story in one tone of voice, carefully not dwelling on any of the details. It sounded awful, she knew - hell, it was pretty awful, objectively - but she didn't feel damaged, or anything. That wasn't her. This was just - her life. It was hard to speculate about what things would have been like if they'd been different. The 'don't pity me' tone maybe (she hoped) made it a little bit better for people when they inevitably had no clue what to say.