The half-breed continued nodding along until the pair was interrupted. Her attention turning with curiosity. There was almost a spike of pity in her heart, that people had to be so desperately afraid of something as important as history. She'd always lived on the outside, been one of 'them' in essence. So she graceful ignored the comment about race with a slight fluff of her wings and a passive look. Or at least what one could assume was passive considering the blankness of her features. In reality, her emotions quickly took on a stance which was best described as seething. Not towards the man who had warned them, he was as much a victim fo the system as any, but of those who approached after him. Their tones haughty and their personalities 'mighty'.
Listen, they bid, for we are cowards and must overcompensate so that you know we are brave. Listen so that you know how much we fit in with the rest of Etzos as immortal haters. Listen as we so blindly ignore our only weapons against those who might cause true danger.
She listened quietly, her eyes narrowed as she listened to Dru speak. The woman brought up a great many points that were burning at the tip of Night's own tongue. But there was still more to be said. As Dru turned to her and asked if she had anything she'd like to add the woman smiled warmly. She was able to understand the meaning of the word based off everything she'd heard from Dru, and so she rolled with it rather easily. "Oh, there are a thousand things I could say, but a child doesn't understand why adults talk about the monsters hiding under their bed. They couldn't possibly see the value in knowledge when taking a fight to an enemy. After all, that's tactic may be a little too far in the future for these lovely young gentlemen," the half-breed leaned her head on her hand sightly, her pose completely relaxed as she crossed her legs.
"Of course, they obviously wouldn't know or care much for tact. They fawned over a man who tried to kill Xuir while I was taking off the antenna of Lissira! You know, one of the imminent threats to the city? I have fought and risked my life countless times over for the sake of this city. Because I want a city that doesn't have to live in fear. And I'm sorry to say, but little encounters like these are the exact reason we do," it was uncertain if she was actually trying to scold them or if she was just buying enough time for guards to get there and deal with the situation peacefully. Either way, someone would have gotten the guards by now. "Your losses? They're valid. I've had countless loved ones die in my arms and more yet turn their back on me when the pickings got slim. But really? History teaches us a lesson about how to not repeat these accidents. Maybe if we went into battle knowing half a lick about the beings we were fighting, knowing their weaknesses, maybe there could have been fewer deaths. Maybe your friends, your family, maybe they still would have been alive. Maybe I would have kept more people alive if I'd better understood how to fight them back then. But we didn't. And I'm not going to neglect the most powerful weapon of all just because the history that goes with it might be a bit upsetting to some. It's a cowardly thought that only leads to more bloodshed and more of us losing our families and our lives.
"Now calm down, and think for a moment about what you're doing. Is this going to bring your family back? Is this going to do any good? How will this help you in any way, shape, or form besides wasting that aggressive energy that could be put into something that will yield more fruitful results? I'm not saying forget your wrath. It's a powerful tool. But direct it a little better and direct it in places that will actually do some good. There are raiders and bandits and drug lords out there actively killing our citizens, doing a hell of a lot more harm than a pair of young women discussing history. Go join the guard and do something useful with that hate.
"With that out of the way, I have no intention of attacking you. Unprovoked. But I have no intention of letting you hurt them," the motioned towards Dru, "so think very hard about if this is a fight that will prove beneficial. Or even if it's a fight you can win," she wasn't trying to be intimidating as she spoke those words. But there was a weight that sat on them. The kind of weight that truly spoke to the road she'd walked and how much strength she truly had.
"Common"
"Ith'ession"
Listen, they bid, for we are cowards and must overcompensate so that you know we are brave. Listen so that you know how much we fit in with the rest of Etzos as immortal haters. Listen as we so blindly ignore our only weapons against those who might cause true danger.
She listened quietly, her eyes narrowed as she listened to Dru speak. The woman brought up a great many points that were burning at the tip of Night's own tongue. But there was still more to be said. As Dru turned to her and asked if she had anything she'd like to add the woman smiled warmly. She was able to understand the meaning of the word based off everything she'd heard from Dru, and so she rolled with it rather easily. "Oh, there are a thousand things I could say, but a child doesn't understand why adults talk about the monsters hiding under their bed. They couldn't possibly see the value in knowledge when taking a fight to an enemy. After all, that's tactic may be a little too far in the future for these lovely young gentlemen," the half-breed leaned her head on her hand sightly, her pose completely relaxed as she crossed her legs.
"Of course, they obviously wouldn't know or care much for tact. They fawned over a man who tried to kill Xuir while I was taking off the antenna of Lissira! You know, one of the imminent threats to the city? I have fought and risked my life countless times over for the sake of this city. Because I want a city that doesn't have to live in fear. And I'm sorry to say, but little encounters like these are the exact reason we do," it was uncertain if she was actually trying to scold them or if she was just buying enough time for guards to get there and deal with the situation peacefully. Either way, someone would have gotten the guards by now. "Your losses? They're valid. I've had countless loved ones die in my arms and more yet turn their back on me when the pickings got slim. But really? History teaches us a lesson about how to not repeat these accidents. Maybe if we went into battle knowing half a lick about the beings we were fighting, knowing their weaknesses, maybe there could have been fewer deaths. Maybe your friends, your family, maybe they still would have been alive. Maybe I would have kept more people alive if I'd better understood how to fight them back then. But we didn't. And I'm not going to neglect the most powerful weapon of all just because the history that goes with it might be a bit upsetting to some. It's a cowardly thought that only leads to more bloodshed and more of us losing our families and our lives.
"Now calm down, and think for a moment about what you're doing. Is this going to bring your family back? Is this going to do any good? How will this help you in any way, shape, or form besides wasting that aggressive energy that could be put into something that will yield more fruitful results? I'm not saying forget your wrath. It's a powerful tool. But direct it a little better and direct it in places that will actually do some good. There are raiders and bandits and drug lords out there actively killing our citizens, doing a hell of a lot more harm than a pair of young women discussing history. Go join the guard and do something useful with that hate.
"With that out of the way, I have no intention of attacking you. Unprovoked. But I have no intention of letting you hurt them," the motioned towards Dru, "so think very hard about if this is a fight that will prove beneficial. Or even if it's a fight you can win," she wasn't trying to be intimidating as she spoke those words. But there was a weight that sat on them. The kind of weight that truly spoke to the road she'd walked and how much strength she truly had.
"Common"
"Ith'ession"
