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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 12, 2011 22:28:26 GMT -5
"Sure. It get's a lot of things done. Unfortunately, sometimes justice is not one of them." Kes replied, locking his gaze with the woman. "However, death certainly is. In which case, I'd say be careful what is wished for. Because the force that can stop a pulse doesn't care about the aftermath. Wouldn't you agree?"
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 12, 2011 22:42:31 GMT -5
"but other times, justice is one of the things getting done." Noise said, her eyes narrowing and the playfullness draining from her eyes. now she was watching. "and death comes to us all. see those kids that just ran down that hallway. i just gave them a little longer to live. that is what i wish for. what to you wish for?" she asked, crossing her arms and staring at him. "and i very much care about the aftermath." she added.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 13, 2011 15:44:01 GMT -5
"Vengeance isn't justice. Death involved may serve justice, but because vengeance is the motivation for the action..." Kes shrugged, keeping the gaze. "It's realistically just as bad. The only difference is that with vengeance, there is a passionate premeditated crime. The Augers have cold murder. Still, same end result, just different means." He shrugged. "A little longer to live? In that case all death would be justified. Even the ones prompting revenge." He paused and grinned bitterly, ignoring her question to him. "And you may very well care. But you aren't God. You are not controlling the universe. All it takes is one unexpected thing and then everything else falls apart."
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 17, 2011 20:52:34 GMT -5
"i just saved your ass. i save hundreds of people a year, getting rid of the people that hunt them. and you're being all ritious 'i'm not God' on me? well, where is your precious God if that's the case?" she snarled, her cold composure breaking to white hot anger as she gestured to all the injured people that were running out, some without all of their limbs. "why are you being so mean to her? she just saved us. what happened to being polite?" Tracy snapped, crossing her arms. Kit gave Kes a worried glance.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 17, 2011 21:15:09 GMT -5
Kes blinked and laughed. "I'm being righteous?" he asked, his eyebrow raised. "Really? Because I'll admit I have blood on my hands that shouldn't be there. I'm a bad person. I'm a selfish, not compassionate, unmerciful, angry, lying, cheating, lewd, greedy, horrible rat." While some of these were not evident in his character, he displayed these words with enough conviction to assure he was not lying. "However, I'm telling you the facts because I think your advice was ill-given. I don't know if it has already, but frankly, one day, something will get screwed up. Which is what I'm worried about for her sake. You may have saved my butt and many other people's - which I sincerely thank you for, as that was very nice of you. But from what I'm seeing, your motivations are going to screw someone over. By recruiting people on your side who have traumatic experiences and not nearly enough time to heal, that's what's going to happen." Kestrel looked at Tracy, his gaze hard. "I'm not trying to be mean. But to be frank, I've seen what rage and vengeance has caused. I've experienced it firsthand. And you're too young to have your life ruined by it. I don't care if you're a kid or not, but you have the majority of your life to live out and it sucks when you have nightmares hounding you for it. You've gone through enough pain already, that's obvious. And I'm sure your mind gives you your own hell for that already. But killing because you're anguished isn't going to help one bit. It's going to make things worse." he stated clearly concerned for his friend. He turned back to Noise. "I don't really care if you agree with me or not or if I'm annoying you right now. But, I do care about nice people getting hurt."
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 20, 2011 23:31:24 GMT -5
Noise watched him for a long moment. a very, very, very long moment. "fine. but realize that they go through three to five years of preperation, to recover and learn what they need. i don't pluck them from the cages and shove them into the field. that's slaughter." she said, walking out towards the exit. Tracy glared at Kes before trotting after Noise. Kit sighed, putting a hand on his shoulder. "let them both cool down first. i'll bring it to Tracy gently. sometimes you need a soft word, not a slap in the face." he said, and trotted after them.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 21, 2011 15:46:58 GMT -5
Kes shook his head at the girls, but looking at Kit, he nodded. "You're right." he stated solemnly. He pursed his lips with a sigh. "I'm afraid, if she goes into this now like this, at least one of you is going to wind up dead." he murmured, though more to himself than anything. There was something in his facial expression that indicating far away and not so far away memories rising to the surface as he began to walk forward.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 22, 2011 22:09:35 GMT -5
"i'll break her out of it. it's the Beast that's controlling her. just let them both calm down. well, all three of them." Kit said. "i can hear you!" Tracy growled. Kit rolled his eyes. "then you will know i'm not going to discuss this until your fur has de-puffed itself." Kit said. her growling became louder but she didn't turn around.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 22, 2011 22:42:38 GMT -5
Kes looked up, his eye twitching ever so slightly as it was clear he was tempted to punch either one - or possibly both - of the women in front of him. He cleared his throat. "My wings - arms - are getting stiff. I'm going to fly. If you need me, call and I'll hear." he informed the boy, leaving.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 22, 2011 22:49:24 GMT -5
Kit sighed, knowing he was about to be shoved into a pit of wolves.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 22, 2011 22:54:57 GMT -5
Kestrel sighed, slowly undressing and slowly shifting as he made his way outside. He left his clothes in few tree branches before fully shifting and taking off in his bird form. Looking down from above, his troubles seemed so far away as did the fear of what would happen to his friends. In one aspect the relief was welcome. And quite a bit. Enough to give in to the bird form and simply fly based on instinct for the time he was away, though with full control and knowledge of how to go back.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 22, 2011 23:35:11 GMT -5
Tracy walked into a room without Noise and Kit followed her. she stood in an empty closet, taking in shuddering breaths. Kit pulled her into a hug, stroking her hair. "it's Beast, isn't it?" he murmured. she only managed to shake her head, her breaths shuddering. "what she wants me to do, it's terrible." she whispered, giving in and hugging him. he continued to stroke her hair, trying to soothe her as his shirt started to get wet from her tears. "i'll help you fight her." he murmured. Tracy growled, but he didn't let go, didn't stop soothing her. "and i will never stop." she hiccuped. "thank you."
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 22, 2011 23:40:44 GMT -5
Kestrel spent a good hour flying, eating bugs, dive-bombing, antagonizing the hawks and falcons of the area, and doing other such bird things. Eventually however, he began to wonder how long he had been gone. after all, in bird form, he had no watch and merely went based on the sun's position. Looking up, he almost let out a dejected killy. He probably should get back to the others. With this, he landed and redressed, going back to where his friends were and wondering if Tracy was any better off.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 22, 2011 23:57:18 GMT -5
Kit laid there, stroking Tracy's hair as she wept in his arms. at some point, she had fallen asleep, Kit's slumbers not far behind hers. [btw, you can control Noise. she's an up-for-grabs character.]
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 23, 2011 0:17:07 GMT -5
(Okay.)
Kestrel walked back in, noting the glare and disgusted look on part of Noise. He did not doubt there was a mutter to accompany it, but when fully shifted as a human, it was not one he heard and in any case, he did not particularly care. "Where's Kit and Tracy?" he asked simply. After receiving his answer, not without sarcasm and a condescending retort, he went back to where he had been told the two were, waiting outside the door with nothing better to do.
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