Jun 26, 2008 21:36
Respect. It is not something I tended to give much thought to in my ‘youth’. I was always busy with something else. I was fighting, I was healing, I was training… I was doing anything other than thinking about the immediate future for myself and the others like me. Little did I know that I had been fighting for respect all my life up until the point I realized I had none from those that we fought for.
It was not until Le Procuro threatened Delia with death for an innocent accident that I realized what it was we all fought for. We fought for their respect. Le Procuro were not like us. We would get new superiors every few generations with them, mortal as they all were. I realized that day that all this time, they had been telling us what to do, and we truly had no say in any of it.
We wanted respect. All of us did. And we did not stop until we got it. I fought until I got a seat in Le Procuro’s Council room, and towards the end of my time there, we had three members to balance their seven. In the end, it was worth it.
I am not sure we ever got their respect, but in the end… Los Vindicis got to keep their self-respect. Ultimately, that is all that matters.
Michael Hunter
Original Character
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