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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2017 10:39 am
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I hope you understand that you're really doing the right thing. Which is important, more important than anything else, you're doing the right thing. Kidana was slung over her wielder's shoulder by the string of her bow, the tip lightly scraping across the ground as Cami picked her way over to the labs. At first she'd resolved not to talk to Lawrence ever again but with the incessant repetition of the revenant in her head, over and over about justice, she had to get to the bottom of this.
"I'm not going to just walk up and shoot him. That's not justice that's being like, I dunno, a vigilante or something. I'm going to talk to him. Ama said that he murdered his own family, that he wants to hurt Peter. We'll see what he says." Her voice was as grim as the look on her young face, set in lines that didn't look at all right.
Lawrence would find the teen leaning against the front-facing wall of the labs, idly plucking at the string of her bow where it was resting next to her thigh, staring like a brooding Heathcliff off into the middle distance of nowhere.
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2017 11:26 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2017 1:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2017 2:17 pm
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Lawrence listened with the genuine horror of someone who couldn't imagine the sort of atrocities that were being attributed to him, the reaction of someone who felt like that sort of thing had to be something that had happened to someone else.
"She does dislike me." he said sadly. "But everyone is always stretching rumours on this island. I'm not saying she is bad for saying it or that she deliberately made anything up, there is just a lot of misinformation in the rumour mill."
He sighed and moved to sit down on a raised edge of the building.
"I have been part of awful things, I hurt people on a mission when I lost control, I saw them as monster and not people, I thought I was defending myself. I haven't even met Peter, simply heard of him in spite of being a close neighbour, I don't want to hurt him, I have sons of my own." he looked very sad and upset by the accusations.
"God. Though I'll admit to you most of all that it hurts to hear people say I killed my family. It hits me right here." and he patted his chest. "I had a daughter, a lovely little thing, my relationship broke down with her mother before I ever came to the island, but when I was kidnapped here - I did not volunteer - I wanted so badly to see my family again. They told me a lot of strange stories and I didn't believe them."
He looked away, seemingly overwhelmed with emotion. "They said that strange creatures attacked if you went home, I thought it was a bluff to keep me here. I went back and she got hurt. It was my fault for not believing, but its hard to teach an old dog new tricks. I learned a painful lesson I will never forget and I lost my shining star. If people want to call that murder, then they are free to do so, every day is a penance of its own."
Extending the book to her he gave her a sad little smile. "I'd never hurt you." he said. "But I understand if you want to believe Miss Caroline, she's very wise. You can have this though anyway, if you'd like, I have two copies, it has some interesting things in it, I thought you might be interested."
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2017 10:41 am
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Like the teen was plucking the string of her bow, Lawrence was plucking the strings of her too-soft heart. She couldn't believe that he was completely blameless of everything that he had been accused of; everyone had their own spin, their own idea of a story, and it was entirely possible that her Ama and Mr. Lawrence saw the same thing from different sides.
What snagged at her though was that he did seem genuinely upset at the loss of his daughter. Two things had bothered Cami most: first, that he wanted to hurt little Peter, and second that he had killed his own family. The second was true but it seemed more like death wrought through his pride rather than anything else. Was he culpable? Yes, she could see how, but she also did see the pure tragedy of it.
When the book was offered she took it and hugged it against her chest, leaning her bow against the wall as she did so. It was a loosening of defensiveness in that very obvious gesture. A victory. "Thank you for telling me. I'm trying real hard to figure things out for m'self and I want to make everyone proud." She offered him a tentative smile. "Bein' a kid's sometimes just as hard, you know?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2017 1:52 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2017 11:28 am
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Lawrence looked thoughtful. "Well we should respect our weapons, they'll take care of us wether they want to or not, if you are in danger she will not be able to desummon herself, remember that. We control them, we are the ones in charge, it doesn't mean we can't have a good partnership but this is our world and we know it, if it was Halloween it would be the other way around. So certainly don't ignore her on everything, but in this instance it seems like perhaps some Halloween morality is bleeding over." He nodded gently.
"Butch, for instance often tells me to bite people and other violent acts, none of which I intend to do, for him it's normal and how he sees the world and he does come from a world where no one dies so the sense of risk and consequence is far lessened. Your bow is likely the same, from a place where justice is an absolute thing, it's a big change for her too, being here. Unfortunately the only way to deal with her voice is to learn to live with it and foster a mutual respect where you have your time to yourself. It took a long time to get Butch to stop talking all day every day. If you do want your head to yourself for a short time, there are weapon golems as an option, they let your weapon out in a physical golem for a time while affording you some silence."
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2017 11:32 am
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