[Hands are flying over a keyboard. Amber eyes are focused on tiny text on the screen, but you can see the reflection of them. Victory is close, close enough to taste. You've bypassed the firewalls, all the security systems. You, a useless mongrel, are in Jupiter's mind and you can feel excitement throbbing through you like a drug. Tingling from
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[because he seriously thinks he's going to be sick. This is not how you treat other humans, dammit!]
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[He's seen people shot at close range, burned to death, maimed, and mutilated in times of war, but that..? That isn't war, just abuse. And it sickens him to think that there's a world out there where this sort of thing happens.]
...and why would anyone allow someone to do that to them?
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I'm a mongrel. I could have died of starvation or exposure or violence. I chose to live. I chose something better than what I had. [Yes. He's angry now and doesn't understand why people can't grasp his caste system.]
An Elite buys a servant. Buys his loyalty and his body and his abilities and his life. Nothing in life is free, and you pay what you can to get something better.
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but then, the video function starts. quatre is not looking at the screen, and his expression is unreadable.]
You should... Check your post.
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[he looks at the forge, finally. a deep breath. what his expression doesn't tell, his voice does.]
I'm, I'm fine - you didn't tell me your name.
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Don't trouble yourself over it. What you saw, I mean.
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This fucking thing broken or something?
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