Dec 06 2019, 02:55 PM
"But-..." Pride's protest was cut short as the sprite vanished.
He sighed. She hadn't even addressed his points about them, you know, not being murderers. For a moment, he stared off at nothing, into the darker star-glittered distance of Orion, lost in thought. He didn't like this. Why would a Master involve them, rather than doing it themselves? -The answer immediately became obvious: because it would bring their anger, a backlash. And rather than incur Astraea's wrath herself, Nemean wanted to use them as her... sacrificial murderers, or whatever. Pride turned to look to the others.
And realized, for the first time, the responsibility of leadership. He'd only been stewarding; he'd never expected to have to lead them like this, though logically it was a possibility. Nassir, Amazon, the cheetah--wait, that isn't Reign. Who the hell is that?
Pride blinked. Ahh--he'd met her but once... and it had been a long time ago. He couldn't remember her name, and he didn't stop to ask, not now.
Pride shook his head, blinking, and looked to Amazon and Nassir. And I'm to make a decision that might involve all our fates-? Well, it wasn't up to him alone. They were a group. They'd make a decision as such--as few as they were. He, Amazon, Nassir, and-... and whatever-her-name-had-been.
"I am but a steward," he began, feeling deeply as though they'd have to all be very, very careful now. "But I will tell you what I think, and ask you what you think and we will make a decision together, though there are not many of us."
"I think that if a Master wants to kill someone loyal to another Master, and if that Master wants to avoid the other's wrath, they will go and find patsies to do it for them. If we kill this person, and Astraea finds out, I'd imagine we will have an enemy. And if we do not, Nemean will be our enemy. It is not an easy decision," he mused. He thought, for a moment, in silence. "The best thing to do might be to put it back between the Masters themselves. If we can find and speak to Astraea, and explain the situation, perhaps it will put pressure back where it belongs--between them. But it may also be worthwhile to find out who this 'Rezik' truly is, first," he added, musing. "Just in case he is as bad as she claims him to be. Whatever happens," Pride went on, staring solemnly at the rest, "I will try to take responsibility for our actions. As for the rest: what do you each think we ought to do?"
He sighed. She hadn't even addressed his points about them, you know, not being murderers. For a moment, he stared off at nothing, into the darker star-glittered distance of Orion, lost in thought. He didn't like this. Why would a Master involve them, rather than doing it themselves? -The answer immediately became obvious: because it would bring their anger, a backlash. And rather than incur Astraea's wrath herself, Nemean wanted to use them as her... sacrificial murderers, or whatever. Pride turned to look to the others.
And realized, for the first time, the responsibility of leadership. He'd only been stewarding; he'd never expected to have to lead them like this, though logically it was a possibility. Nassir, Amazon, the cheetah--wait, that isn't Reign. Who the hell is that?
Pride blinked. Ahh--he'd met her but once... and it had been a long time ago. He couldn't remember her name, and he didn't stop to ask, not now.
Pride shook his head, blinking, and looked to Amazon and Nassir. And I'm to make a decision that might involve all our fates-? Well, it wasn't up to him alone. They were a group. They'd make a decision as such--as few as they were. He, Amazon, Nassir, and-... and whatever-her-name-had-been.
"I am but a steward," he began, feeling deeply as though they'd have to all be very, very careful now. "But I will tell you what I think, and ask you what you think and we will make a decision together, though there are not many of us."
"I think that if a Master wants to kill someone loyal to another Master, and if that Master wants to avoid the other's wrath, they will go and find patsies to do it for them. If we kill this person, and Astraea finds out, I'd imagine we will have an enemy. And if we do not, Nemean will be our enemy. It is not an easy decision," he mused. He thought, for a moment, in silence. "The best thing to do might be to put it back between the Masters themselves. If we can find and speak to Astraea, and explain the situation, perhaps it will put pressure back where it belongs--between them. But it may also be worthwhile to find out who this 'Rezik' truly is, first," he added, musing. "Just in case he is as bad as she claims him to be. Whatever happens," Pride went on, staring solemnly at the rest, "I will try to take responsibility for our actions. As for the rest: what do you each think we ought to do?"
@Nassir