CelticSol
kawaii in the streets, senpai in the sheets
She's taken aback by that, narrowing her eyes at him. After a minute of judging him, she shrugs, then takes the drink and throws it back quickly. She cringes a bit and coughs, then leans her head in her hands. "I guess we have something in common, then. I'm guessing you can sense the foreign aura on me? Everyone else seems to be able to. Fuckin' natural mages."Light said:Grimms smile drops immediately. He stares at Jackie will plain eyes. There isn't a glint of humanity in them at all. "More power? I would turn that down in a heartbeat. More power, is what ruined me. More power is what makes my sister's fear me. More power is what makes my beloved unable to trust me. The first thing I'd do is get rid of power. Oh, how I wish to do that but it's impossible without being killed. So what you've run your mouth off about accusing me with. Is the very thing that's cursed me." The second after he's done he returns to a smile. "So I'm guessing you don't want the drink?" The soulless look in his eyes are gone.
Light said:Dark wants to claw her own eyes out. She's terrible at this and she knew it. "Look. I was held captive and experimented on the deities for years. Humans are the very beings that nearly drove all Dragon's and Witches to extinction. But I still cooperate with them. Because they had nothing to do with it, just like that elf boy outside didn't. I know you hold a lot of negative feelings for the elf. I cannot and will not excuse them for what they did. But if you hate this boy with all of your heart and tell him that he is evil for something he had nothing to do with. He will doubt himself and fall off the correct path. Then he'll really become the monster you point him out to be. You can't let yourself be the same as the people whom wronged you. They used your people and stereotyped you as slaves. But how do you expect the next generation of elves to do the right thing and not be like the one before if you stereotype them as well and expect them to be that way? I'm not telling you to forgive them right now or at all. But I'm asking you in time, to please give this boy a chance to prove himself to be different! Who knows? This one kid could end up completely breaking the chain of slavery and stereotyping towards your race. Holy carp..... I overstepped the line there. Sorry." Dark wanted to punch herself now but it was too late to turn back. If Arcadia hated her for it then. Dark might as well take her leave. If she didn't, then holy shit the blessing of Layla is true.
She flips the blankets off of her and stands up, "Comparing something that happened to one person and one person only isn't exactly a fair comparison to the systematic slavery and murder of an entire race," She stalks towards Isabel, all but ignoring Sonter, "I found something out while I was serving my people, saving slaves and trying to stop random murder happening in the streets; I found out that your grandmother was supposed to stop the last war. You know, the one that I was taken as a slave for? She was supposed to stop conflict between the Fae and the Elves by oath. But she never came. Would you like to know why she never came for us? Why she left us to the cruelty of the elves and left us all to die under their hand?"TheGodSnake said:As Arcadia continues yelling, son tee tenses up and Nopos pales. As she stops and runs off the final burst of magic from Arcadia causes him to run to the nearest window where he starts vomiting.
@Light
Sinter listened to the news about Mist and Sighed, it ran in the family, greed for money was his weakness, greed for power was his brother's. He waited a bit then entered the room Arcadia had disappeared into, switching to his sight enhancement to allow him to see in the darkness. "Arcadia, I know you're angry but I have to tell you something about Nopos, oh hi dark." he said as he saw dark standing there.
Arcadia grabs her by the shoulders and shoves her back with surprising strength, "She was looking for you! She left us all for dead because you had been kidnapped! 59 million Fae sent to the slaughter for one girl! So excuse me that I'm prejudiced against a people that have taken my home, my family and my freedom just because the fucking cause of it said I should just let it go!" Her tattoos light up, and she throws her arms wide, "Oh, and just in case you two didn't get the picture, here's what they've done to me. Here's what they've done to my body! This is all raw mana, embedded into my flesh by one of the Elvish slavers," She takes her shirt off, leaving her in her bra and showing the markings curling around her entire torso, and possibly down further, as she turns in a slow circle to show them both. When her back is turned to them, the light illuminates scars which could only be from whip lashes. When she turns back to both of them, her face is bitter and cold, and something in her eyes and in Arcadia has died, and they can both see that the Arcadia they knew before is not the Arcadia standing in front of them. "And before you ask, yes, they hurt to receive. They hurt more than anything I've ever experienced."
She spins on Sonter, "That elvish child will not be brought anywhere near me, and if he is, I will kill him. I don't care if he was born in a human village or if he is half elvish or if he's your apprentice! He is an elf and the elves murdered my brother for the sake of entertainment, raped my mother until she dropped dead, and worked my father straight into his grave! Neither of you have a right to tell me what I should or shouldn't be upset about, because regardless of what you think you've been through, you have not been through suffering like I have."