Poem: A Pretty Good Friend
Apr. 25th, 2016 12:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shiori_makibaby shiori_makiba
157 words in 27 lines
Part of the Berettaflies thread of Polychrome Heroics.
Inspired by a prompt from ![[personal profile]](https://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
siliconshaman during my April 2016 Thank Muse Its Friday session.
Concurrent with “Playing Games”
“A Pretty Good Friend”
When asked,
one of the SPAZMAT people
was happy to rig a portable UV lamp
in Ashley's habitat.
It was a little cumbersome
but it lit up more than enough work space
for Ashley to be able to join the rest of them
in playing with the ultraviolet paints and markers.
Cumbersome was certainly preferable over
excluding Ashley from an activity with her team
in her own home.
That Ashley seemed surprised that
they made the effort to include her
made Tsubasa frown.
Did people exclude her a lot?
Disregard the notion that she could
meaningfully contribute to something?
Tsubasa had the bad feeling
the answer was yes.
'Well, not anymore,'
Tsubasa silently promised.
Even if this team thing didn't work,
everyone needed someone in their corner.
Tsubasa wasn't much of a superhera yet
but she was a pretty good friend.
And most of her teammates needed
one of those more than they needed a hero.
