Battle Scars

22

Clarke stood by the window, staring at the beautiful scenery that she have grown used to for the months she and her people have been residing in the Capitol. The Capitol have so much to offer. When she first landed on the ground, she had no clue that this will be a place she would eventually have to call home. She thought that Earth no longer exist like it used to and there are only forests around. She thought that she had to survive by hunting for animals, start their own fire and live every moment dangerously. She thought that they will never ever make peace with the Grounders. But look where that got them now. They are living almost peacefully together. Clarke choose to believe that it is not because of her relationship with their Commander, although it would have been much harder to live in harmony with them if it is not for Lexa. There was so much in Clarke's mind, there was so many things that she thought of when she first came to the ground. That is until, she came to the Capitol.

She turned away from the window when she heard a small knock on her door. Raven sauntered into the room shortly after, carrying bunch of papers in her hands with a silly grin on her face. Clarke looked at her skeptically as she carelessly dumped the entire stack onto the blonde's desk.

"These are hours and hours of work," Raven announced, sitting nonchalantly onto the chair. "Why can't you guys give me proper jobs? I'm a mechanic for goodness sake, not some administrative staff handling all these shits."

"Language," Clarke reprimanded sternly, sitting on her own chair. "Whatever," the older girl scorned. Clarke pulls the paper towards her and started reading the contents. They were about the progression of her own people and she couldn't be more happy seeing how well they were doing on their own.

Indeed, things have changed over the months. Changed profoundly for the better, thankfully. The Grounders and people of the Ark are accommodating well with one another. There would occasionally be problems but with the new policy enforced, most of them are obedient as it is. After all, who would dare defy the Queen and the Commander except for the rebellions? A new government was created, called the Cabinet. It consists of the Assembly, the Council and several representatives of each clan. Only because it's fair for them to participate in the decision making but also more of the Commander's wishes to maintain peace. They are the descendants of the apocalypse survivors anyway, and Lexa felt that it's better to come together than go against each other.

"I'm still here, in case you forgot." Raven spoke. Clarke raised her head to look at her friend, putting on an expressionless face, "I didn't ask you to stay."

"Why are you so mean?" Raven huffed.

"I heard you are involve in a new project. How is it going?"

"The smartphone project?" Raven questioned back. Clarke nodded. "Well, it's not my kind of thing but you know me well. I'm skilled and talented. I can do anything."

Clarke pretended to choke on air. "You are so full of yourself. Anyway, just letting you know that there's an upcoming project coming up. It's your kind of thing," the younger girl winks.

Raven shook her head, "Actually, I don't believe you. Basically your girlfriend asks me if I can help build a device. I said yes without knowing that I am helping to create a smartphone."

"Which is your fault."

"Not."

"Really, Rave? I can't be bothered with you," Clarke sighed exasperatedly. "Though you know, if you want to make a flying car, you can just make a request."