Politics don't work here like in normal places cuz of that... I dunno how to say it— displacement. It'll be hard to unify a world of people who aren't supposed to be here, broadly speaking. But going to war is not the answer. There was a woman the other day online— did you see her post? She wanted to build a brigade and launch a naval attack on the Fae! Insane! My friends and I were gonna sabotage her and burn her ships, but enough people on the Network dissuaded her, too... I think even for all our disjointed backgrounds and mismatched motivations, most people here still see peace as the rational route in anything that happens. I just hope the King and his knights have the same sensibilities ultimately as the real locals.
[ He takes a ruminative pause, stroking Zunyan between the blades of its wings in his lap, who stops eating to raise its head to savor the pet. An unusually affectionate bond with a familiar, it seems. ]
...As for Azula, ah... my sister is a complicated person. We grew up alone, together, I've come to think of it like. She's brilliant. And cutthroat... She's Father's favorite, a child prodigy, the perfect daughter — and carries all the pressures that come with that with such poise, you wouldn't know how much it hurts her. Even I didn't until leaving our world, honestly... Things were much different between us back home.
[ What a serious, heavyhearted young boy. This is not the standard "what's your sister like?" kind of response. Shouldn't he say something more general? Likes, dislikes, ambitions, swooping compliments, anything? Nope; moral conflict and duality of image. Welcome to their family. ]
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[ He takes a ruminative pause, stroking Zunyan between the blades of its wings in his lap, who stops eating to raise its head to savor the pet. An unusually affectionate bond with a familiar, it seems. ]
...As for Azula, ah... my sister is a complicated person. We grew up alone, together, I've come to think of it like. She's brilliant. And cutthroat... She's Father's favorite, a child prodigy, the perfect daughter — and carries all the pressures that come with that with such poise, you wouldn't know how much it hurts her. Even I didn't until leaving our world, honestly... Things were much different between us back home.
[ What a serious, heavyhearted young boy. This is not the standard "what's your sister like?" kind of response. Shouldn't he say something more general? Likes, dislikes, ambitions, swooping compliments, anything? Nope; moral conflict and duality of image. Welcome to their family. ]