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Jun. 25th, 2018 09:47 pm
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crystal | letter | cease and desist notices slipped under her door | action

Date: 2018-12-24 04:19 am (UTC)
shri: (» you were sharp as a knife to get me)
From: [personal profile] shri
Most people here can't either. They rely on the chantry to teach them, guide them, show them how to look at the world. They spend their time in farms dispersed amongst rural villages. What does the chantry teach them?

[ And all this back and forward, she comes to what truly worries her. ]

'Be afraid of others who are not like you, it is their fault you suffer.'

Date: 2018-12-24 04:46 am (UTC)
shri: what the fuck did you say (» make my soul clean)
From: [personal profile] shri
[ There are just too - many things to unpack in that sentence right there, in the very different conversations they're having. ]

So, then, who decides your rules? That murder is wrong, that compassion is good?

Date: 2018-12-24 05:04 am (UTC)
shri: (» but if we go we go together)
From: [personal profile] shri
Do you have a democracy as I saw in England? The house of Lords, the house of Commons?

Date: 2018-12-24 05:13 am (UTC)
shri: (» you were sharp as a knife to get me)
From: [personal profile] shri
Huh.

[ That - regardless of their debate otherwise, is what she thinks on for a moment. Puzzled briefly. A note there then. ]

You have, to my world. Established by... oh, some Englishman. Forgive me, it is not my land so I do not know its details deeply. Just that... a man by the name of Cromwell, I think his name was? He killed the King and made England... whatever it was then. Eventually, the King came back, but ever since then, the people have had a House of Commons, and they are the ones that decide the laws, not the Kings. However... that hasn't changed them being a wretched lot.

Date: 2018-12-24 05:40 am (UTC)
shri: (» and if that's true)
From: [personal profile] shri
[ Lakshmi shrugs, loose rather than biting into it. ]

Forgive my turn. I meant your Parliament. They're corrupt, as I have known them, through and through. I all but got down on my knees and begged them to save my people from being eaten alive. They simply chose to accept bribes and destroy my letters pleading in favour of their... wealthier patrons, and that is to say little of what they do to their own people as I saw when I came to England. I have little love for them.

Date: 2018-12-24 02:21 pm (UTC)
shri: (» but nothing ever hits home)
From: [personal profile] shri
They can, and I have always believed that as long as... A base understanding can be reached regardless of difference, about wanting the best, there was hope for all people.

[ but something pinches unhappily. ]

Never mind it then, I suppose that is all there is to say, regardless of my worrying. Perhaps they do find teachings for good behaviour other places than the chantry and I have just not come across it. So there is no reason for me to be alarmed.

Date: 2018-12-24 02:27 pm (UTC)
shri: hold the fuck up (» but I fear I'll never cross)
From: [personal profile] shri
Look at you - [ amused as suddenly as that. ] one moment you tell me you are worried that people don't know what they're doing and are all just selfish and aren't worth confinding in or seeking confidence with, and the next you insist that to be good is something people spring up out of the ground as?

Date: 2018-12-24 03:24 pm (UTC)
shri: (» they're silver and gold)
From: [personal profile] shri
You don't just do it in classes I've noticed, you do it even when someone is simply talking to you about something that might frighten them. I think you'd fight a brick wall if you decided it deserved it.

[ Took one to know one, after all. ]

But people don't usually do not, you might have noticed.

Date: 2018-12-24 03:36 pm (UTC)
shri: (» but don't hear what you say)
From: [personal profile] shri
There we are in agreement. But no, I have not heard of Chartan, tell me?

Date: 2018-12-25 08:49 am (UTC)
shri: (» and you ask and they don't know)
From: [personal profile] shri
[ She smiles, despite herself. Before Kitty can go squirming away, she cups her hands either side of her face and leans over, to kiss her once on the forehead firmly. More affectionate than she had been with anyone in quite some time.

But it was undoubtedly worth it for the way Kitty was going to wrinkle her nose up.
]

Thank-you, Mulagī.

Date: 2018-12-29 01:37 am (UTC)
shri: (» make the rain come)
From: [personal profile] shri
For being kind to an old woman.

[ With Kitty relinquished, she smoothes her hands over the pleats of her saree. ]

And I won't have any more of your excuses. You are coming to dinner this Thursday and everyone following, duties permitting. I will be by at dawn and you will commence your training. You won't run away, again, never again, as long as I have strength to teach you.

Date: 2019-01-04 07:40 am (UTC)
shri: (» when the freedom breaks)
From: [personal profile] shri
Tell me what is your favourite taste? I might not be able to make your favourite food but I might see what I can make similar.

[ Please, not potatoes, she has so much pity on the poor of having that mush yet again. ]

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