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[hydralize]

Who: Scowl, Ikki, other people
When: Day 14, Late Evening
Where: The Hall
What:

[There are a pair of idiots trudging into the hall after a wicked romp through nature. Both are dripping blood from various wounds, but it looks like they got a good prize for their troubles! They're awkwardly dragging the bloodied corpse of a moss lion behind them, occasionally shooting it dirty looks.]

Fucking things need to start dying easier.

Comments

[icandobetter]

Why?

[thegoatkid]

He was with the fox that beat me.

[icandobetter]

The one I just punched?

[thegoatkid]

[nods]

[icandobetter]

[:/a]

Why did the other one beat you?

[thegoatkid]

Because I was The Kid of Sabra La Tau.

[icandobetter]

That doesn't mean anything to me, cub.

[thegoatkid]

They were blanks. I was a god. They were ours to play with.

[icandobetter]

So you deserved it?

[thegoatkid]

[upset] I do not! They were ours!

[icandobetter]

No, they weren't. You can't own people.

[thegoatkid]

They came willingly. All of them.

[icandobetter]

And that gives you the right to do whatever the hell you want?

[thegoatkid]

Yes.

[icandobetter]

You're wrong.

[thegoatkid]

Because they're people?

[seems to be reciting what he learned more than understanding]

[icandobetter]

Because they have the right to be free.

[thegoatkid]

Even though they came on their own?

[icandobetter]

Yeah. They're not objects to abuse at will.

[thegoatkid]

[headtilts]

I am wrong?

[icandobetter]

Yeah.

[thegoatkid]

Hmm.

[icandobetter]

Why do you care about being wrong now?

[thegoatkid]

I do not. I am curious.

[icandobetter]

Is that so. Can you feel at all?