She can't accept that. How can she, when Slaine is someone she concerns herself with very much?
Do it.
Slaine's anguished cry splits the air; Asseylum winces at the mere sound, her voice peeping out of her vocal chords unbidden in her horror. He's right; she doesn't need to see every lash inflicted upon him to understand. The grotesque picture has already been painted for her.
"No... I couldn't forget this, even if I tried. How... How could they treat someone this way, just because he's from Earth?"
Asseylum is on the brink of tears. Anger and hatred... Such emotions could be used as tools to shift war into one's favor. A conversation important to her echoes from the depths of her mind. Count Saazbaum, intercepting with how he would gladly hate a Terran simply for being a Terran. What he says is true: the Orbital Knights kicked him down any chance they got. What else could motivate them besides such a finely tuned hatred? Was this hatred drilled into them repeatedly, their frustrations taken out on Slaine, turned into a symbol for what they should fight against, when his only crime was being from Earth?
Weren't they all from Earth?
It's all so senseless! And yet, she's beginning to understand more and more. Slaine's hand becomes a slight bit damp as lower her lip trembles and protrudes.
no subject
Do it.
Slaine's anguished cry splits the air; Asseylum winces at the mere sound, her voice peeping out of her vocal chords unbidden in her horror. He's right; she doesn't need to see every lash inflicted upon him to understand. The grotesque picture has already been painted for her.
"No... I couldn't forget this, even if I tried. How... How could they treat someone this way, just because he's from Earth?"
Asseylum is on the brink of tears. Anger and hatred... Such emotions could be used as tools to shift war into one's favor. A conversation important to her echoes from the depths of her mind. Count Saazbaum, intercepting with how he would gladly hate a Terran simply for being a Terran. What he says is true: the Orbital Knights kicked him down any chance they got. What else could motivate them besides such a finely tuned hatred? Was this hatred drilled into them repeatedly, their frustrations taken out on Slaine, turned into a symbol for what they should fight against, when his only crime was being from Earth?
Weren't they all from Earth?
It's all so senseless! And yet, she's beginning to understand more and more. Slaine's hand becomes a slight bit damp as lower her lip trembles and protrudes.