( there's a quick nod. she has a similar port at the back of her neck, just barely hidden by the edge of a ponytail that requires more bobby pins than she'll admit to owning to keep her hair out of her face. ) It's real.
( rita doesn't care if it's depressing or not, it's real and that matters.
one of her shoulders lifts in half a shrug. a moment later, she crosses her arms. ) There's a war there, against aliens, and a war here, against machines. ( so really, not that different. )
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( rita doesn't care if it's depressing or not, it's real and that matters.
one of her shoulders lifts in half a shrug. a moment later, she crosses her arms. ) There's a war there, against aliens, and a war here, against machines. ( so really, not that different. )