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Mar. 16th, 2011 01:38 am[Filter: Davan]
Are you aware that the people here, in this army, know who you are?
It's true. They don't talk when you're here, but when I am, without you, I hear it. The one-armed warrior. They respect you. You ... impress them. None of them can see why you still fight after you lost the arm. Some of them have fingers and toes missing, but a whole sword arm? And you still kill better than half of them.
That's what impresses these men. Who kills the most with the least available arms.
They talk about me, too, and don't bother avoiding having me hear. They say I'm your girl, which is amusing considering our usual arrangement. And the fact that you are far more ladylike than I am, thank you.
I don't understand soldiers. I never did. They drove me mad back home in Quen. Filthy, crude, unrefined, simple. And now I'm sitting among them, eating oily gruel? Oh, my life has taken a turn! I certainly showed Mother just the sort of man I could be outside of her influence, didn't I? So very impressive, Aekaran. She would be floored at my destiny.
Wearing her gowns and being one of her girls seemed like such an insult, when I was younger. So naive.
... trained men or not, I'm going to tell the captain that I'm a mage, well-trained and skilled. Anything is better than this, except for freezing to death trying to go somewhere else.
Are you aware that the people here, in this army, know who you are?
It's true. They don't talk when you're here, but when I am, without you, I hear it. The one-armed warrior. They respect you. You ... impress them. None of them can see why you still fight after you lost the arm. Some of them have fingers and toes missing, but a whole sword arm? And you still kill better than half of them.
That's what impresses these men. Who kills the most with the least available arms.
They talk about me, too, and don't bother avoiding having me hear. They say I'm your girl, which is amusing considering our usual arrangement. And the fact that you are far more ladylike than I am, thank you.
I don't understand soldiers. I never did. They drove me mad back home in Quen. Filthy, crude, unrefined, simple. And now I'm sitting among them, eating oily gruel? Oh, my life has taken a turn! I certainly showed Mother just the sort of man I could be outside of her influence, didn't I? So very impressive, Aekaran. She would be floored at my destiny.
Wearing her gowns and being one of her girls seemed like such an insult, when I was younger. So naive.
... trained men or not, I'm going to tell the captain that I'm a mage, well-trained and skilled. Anything is better than this, except for freezing to death trying to go somewhere else.
