Post by Bianca Sabbato on May 14, 2020 21:16:41 GMT -5
Huh... I was kind of hopping for someone to tell me to stay. That in the brief interactions we had I hadn’t come across as so lowly than people would not be neutral about a woman coming and saying all of that stuff to me going off scot-free.
Some wishful thinking on my part. I considered simply getting up and leaving them alone but, for some reason there was something that was pissing me off about the whole situation, and it wasn't even the old racist faunus lady.
I didn’t even want for her to solve all of my problems, I just wanted to hear someone else’s opinion on the matter.
Even Amor, who I thought was about to actually act on her feelings and do something. Was left just standing there like if she could do something with a nasty look towards someone who didn’t even knew she was looking at her.
What was I even looking for in this people? Was I actually so attention starved that I was looking for bonds with people that at this point were nothing more than strangers... Amor... She seemed so different now from what she was than back then.
-You think I should do... What I really want. Uh?- I said in an even voice, ignoring all pretense to have a silent conversation with the redhead. -...I think I should stop being so soft with ya’ll- I said as I stretched my legs and rose up from the ground. As usual, It all came down to me and me alone, with a haughty gaze, I addressed the old lady.
-Wanna know why I’m here? A forager called me and I came free of charge to take care of some ursai in the nearby grove. All so this night you don’t have to worry about Winnie the Fucker coming in to eat your honey. Only that instead of honey it would have been your fat slob of a kid’s brains-
I wanted to feel able to feel anger. I want to act on my urges, even in the urge to hurt people who wrong me. I wanted to feel sad that this mean woman had come and said mean things to me and no one had risen in my defense... Was there something so wrong in that?
There was one thing the redhead was right about at least, I wanted to feel like my life and my choices were my own.
I saw the face of the old woman pale when I mentioned grimm, likewise, the children stopped on their tracks and now had their full attentions on me.
-You are actually lucky that I’m a huntress in training lady. For if I weren't I’d already beaten you black and blue-
I didn’t like to use force to intimidate people, but sometimes they just left me no choice. It would be great to live in a world when people don’t need to fear me to actually respect me... But alas...
-I’m not a lizard, I’m not a huntress... First of all I’m a person- I said as I slowly crossed the distance between us. A cocky smile threatening to show in the woman factions when she internalized that, as a huntress, I would not hurt a civilian.
I wanted the entitlement to feel more important than you, and say it to your faces.
That smirk alongside her assumptions were swept clean from her face when the back of my hand impacted loudly against her left cheek. —So yeah, that wasn't Bianca the huntress. But Bianca the person who slapped the shit out of you and will do so again if you refuse to leave- Heh... That had been funny, sure thing that won't breed any negativity, amirite?
Yes. I wanted to be able to find a genuine reason to care about people, but they always made it so damn hard... I’d really like if they could start to feel more lively than the clay dolls and marionettes I made on my free time.
Still, I felt a strange satisfaction at watching the woman stumble and back off with a shell shocked expression. The kid looked like he was going to step between us but I needed nothing more than a glance to convince him than that was a bad idea.
Mumbling to herself, the old spider and her hatching limped away from the court.
And to think that was not even a huntress strike. Just a young and healthy woman slapping an old, withered hag... Some people were really shitty at picking up fights it seemed.
-Yeah... That was what I really wanted to do... And somehow, I can say it actually felt like the morally right thing to do-
My attention then snapped to Amor for a second... And for the moment, even after all the time I had spent... No, all the time I had wasted trying to convince her to do something or the other... I couldn’t actually find in myself to care at the least.
She just stood there... The same way she never went to visit me at juvie, nor cared to get in contact with me after that. The old forager had my number, and I knew for sure he was not the only one... There were ways to get in contact with me if you wanted... Just like the old man had done... To ask me to get rid of his problems and nothing else.
I had been a lot of things and made a lot of bad calls. But my loyalty always stayed true.
I looked around me, from the children to the redhead woman and to Amor. Apparently I had managed to get all eyes on me all of a sudden. I inspected everyone’s gazes and found nothing noteworthy... In a literal sense, I really didn’t notice anything worthy. Most of them will probably become criminals and addicts anyway.
And more than everything else, at that specific moment I wanted for you people to grow some balls and tell me if they didn’t want me there.
Heck, first one that asked me kindly and I would comply. So I just stood there, watching the old lady disappear in the distance and silently waiting to see what happened next.
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