James just shrugged,
His heart still yearned for Carja, who was still a child as she watched her father and aunt escape into Ursa, her cries agonizing.
That might have been what convinced him.
James shuddered and shook his head,
He turned to Isolde next and sagged a bit,
Hopefully before the war.
He looked at the two, tired and exhausted,
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Jan 20 2021, 08:58 PM
Aethereal recoiled at James' story about this Carja's family. These were... grievous actions, to take away a child's family like that. Shouldn't Mother know that was bad? She'd never wished for the mental link so strongly as she did now. Aethereal wanted to rip one open herself to demand answers, if only she had such a power. What was Mother's answer to this? What was her defense? What defense could possibly justify such a thing?
"I will ask her these questions," she said decisively, undertones of anger in her voice. "I will ask her to stop the violence. I promise you that." Should I ask them to show me to Draco...? Aethereal wasn't sure how to prioritize things, or even if she wanted to see Vargas. She desperately wanted the chaos to go away, and she wanted answers... but was Vargas safe? And shouldn't she hurry to stop the violence first?
A thought: had Vargas created her? He had created others like her, according to James, and he was a he, so it was possible that he was a father. But then why would she have hatched alone (except for Mother) in Ursa? Her desire to know, to find out the truth behind it all, outweighed the risk of going to Vargas. Now that the mental link was no longer there, perhaps she could hide her relationship with Mother more easily. Mother, too, had promised her the truth behind everything, answers to the secrets of the world, but that would be in two cycles...
And there would be others like her. Vargas and his creations would know more of her urges toward chaos. They would have experience with the disgusting not-drool. They might even be able to teach her how to control it: the intrusive thoughts about inflicting chaotic destruction, the dreams of alien war, and the backlash of her own magic.
"All right," she said, taking the last few steps out of the tunnel and into Pegasus. "Can you show me the way to Draco?"
@Isolde and exit
"I will ask her these questions," she said decisively, undertones of anger in her voice. "I will ask her to stop the violence. I promise you that." Should I ask them to show me to Draco...? Aethereal wasn't sure how to prioritize things, or even if she wanted to see Vargas. She desperately wanted the chaos to go away, and she wanted answers... but was Vargas safe? And shouldn't she hurry to stop the violence first?
A thought: had Vargas created her? He had created others like her, according to James, and he was a he, so it was possible that he was a father. But then why would she have hatched alone (except for Mother) in Ursa? Her desire to know, to find out the truth behind it all, outweighed the risk of going to Vargas. Now that the mental link was no longer there, perhaps she could hide her relationship with Mother more easily. Mother, too, had promised her the truth behind everything, answers to the secrets of the world, but that would be in two cycles...
And there would be others like her. Vargas and his creations would know more of her urges toward chaos. They would have experience with the disgusting not-drool. They might even be able to teach her how to control it: the intrusive thoughts about inflicting chaotic destruction, the dreams of alien war, and the backlash of her own magic.
"All right," she said, taking the last few steps out of the tunnel and into Pegasus. "Can you show me the way to Draco?"
@Isolde and exit
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