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She has spent these few months using everything she had - calls to the Senate, letters to the editor, flyering, the "alternative" press. She's invoked all the usual pleas - the loss of life, the need for diplomacy, the damage that can never be undone both here and abroad to America's reputation.
Only to spend today in front of the campus's rec center television, transfixed by the non-stop coverage of "the Amazon threat," and of listening to both the feminist faction scream about men being afraid of female power while the anti-cape activists snarled that one less "self-appointed hero playing God with people like us" the better.
And Aurora wants to say so much, but can't. She wants to tell the man-bashing crew that Amazons don't necessarily hate men. She wants to tell Eric of "No Heroes, No Gods, No Masters" to shove his ignorance up his ass and quit badmouthing people he has never met that she has. He then had to snark about how she "fawned" over her "hooker-dressed, ball-buster" boss.
Feeling wretched, she collapses into her bed, sobbing into her pillow. Even though, rationally, she knows this isn't her fault, part of her blames herself for failing to stop this. Another part keeps imagining bombs dropping on Titan's Tower, her friends being gunned down like those Jedi in the movie she saw with Gar on their first date.
She's too far away - both to fight at their side and drop her guards, just be who she is. Again, she feels very alone.
Only to spend today in front of the campus's rec center television, transfixed by the non-stop coverage of "the Amazon threat," and of listening to both the feminist faction scream about men being afraid of female power while the anti-cape activists snarled that one less "self-appointed hero playing God with people like us" the better.
And Aurora wants to say so much, but can't. She wants to tell the man-bashing crew that Amazons don't necessarily hate men. She wants to tell Eric of "No Heroes, No Gods, No Masters" to shove his ignorance up his ass and quit badmouthing people he has never met that she has. He then had to snark about how she "fawned" over her "hooker-dressed, ball-buster" boss.
Feeling wretched, she collapses into her bed, sobbing into her pillow. Even though, rationally, she knows this isn't her fault, part of her blames herself for failing to stop this. Another part keeps imagining bombs dropping on Titan's Tower, her friends being gunned down like those Jedi in the movie she saw with Gar on their first date.
She's too far away - both to fight at their side and drop her guards, just be who she is. Again, she feels very alone.