I'm defending the poor and the exploited. The common folk - the regular people of England - they're victims of their government's tyranny, just like your people are. So how is the solution - What sort of an answer is it, to have victims killing victims? Better to be an assassin. Nobler to be an assassin than to continue these cycles of slaughter.
[ And that - that makes her lose her temper. Gone, truly, like a tinder case. Gunpowder lit up, the cannons roar loud in her ears. Thick as smoke, hot as tar, burning, burning, burning down her spine. War cries that taint blood where she screamed so long and so hard, she chokes on them.
She wants to strike her, she realises, wants to lash and bite and roar with that scream so deep in her belly, how dare she.
But she doesn't. Hadn't she wasted enough breath explaining something Kitty was resolute to not understand? That was that then, and where she has no viable target, and too furious to explain. She takes the only option left. She takes up the leather armour, the short blades, and slams it down hard with a splayed hand on the bed beside Kitty. ] It was Myira's. I hope you get better use out of it, you'll need it for all that running away you plan to do, Englishman.
[ and with that, she takes the rest of her gear - and goes to leave. ]
I'm not an Englishman. I'm a person. We're all people. Don't you realize that when you think that someone is a product of the evils of their country - You're just falling into the trap they want you to fall into. You know who profits from war?
Do not lecture me, Kitty Jones, about who profits from war. [ As if there could be words to make her stop and whirl faster. ]
It was you who told me I should respect the lives of others, what they have been through - so perhaps you can do it yourself for once! You are telling a nation that was invaded by an army, that it does not have the right to fight for its freedom when it was beaten and ripped apart! Or perhaps, what you really misunderstand, Kitty, what you really cannot stand, is that in some places - for even when I was begging for the lives of children as a Queen, your word as an Englishman would have meant a thousand of mine - that you might be no better than the magicians you despise.
I'm not saying you haven't got the right to resist or fight. I'm saying that just - What on earth is the point of fighting like that? Why would you sneer at assassination when - when war just kills the most vulnerable?
If you truly had bothered to fight, you might damn well know that there never was a difference. [ And it's boomed out in a rage, vicious twisting in her gut. Rightly or wrongly, she is well and truly furious now, even if the question is in earnest. ]
What happens, what happens when you assassinate someone? Do you know? Have you snuck into a Lord's house and poisoned his supper? I do, he goes down to Whitechapel, he gathers up his staff, everyone they know, they torture them for days on end, and then they execute whoever seems guilty. The blood is still on your hands. The blood will always be on your hands. Or worse, perhaps, like when I helped take down that Tevinter prat, perhaps you kill a man, and a day later, the enemy takes over the city anyway and means exactly nothing. I was stupid enough to think I could kill one English Politician and that would stop the trade laws that starved thousands of people in my home land. The law was passed anyway. Nothing changes, not if you're not willing to fight for it. Not unless you're prepared to give it all to your struggle.
[ Means, how many people Kitty, do you think I've killed? ]
My people were. The Whitechapel rebels were. They were prepared to die for their freedom. So far Kitty, all you do, is preach and give nothing of yourself. Silly girls with pretty faces belong on shelves, not lecturing about morals when they cannot even be ready to give their own life for the things they believe in.
[ And that - her throat tightens. Her jaw clenches. And she bites out, unwary - ]
I have, actually. [ She realizes what she said - looks down and away, cursing her temper. But - But - she can't stand - ] Not by poison. But I have. And I've been the one on the block to be tortured. Got handed over for it by my own mum and dad. Watched all my comrades die. Watched it. So don't talk to me about being a silly girl unwilling to die. Or to kill.
[ That's not what she'd expected. She'd expected a...a litany of ways in which that didn't count. Or at best, a gruff acknowledgment that very well, Kitty might have some experience. Not this. Not this offer that makes her feel simultaneously horrified and somehow lighter. Not those words that make her feel dizzy and shake her head - ]
No. I mean - I - They're...They're not wicked people. They were just...afraid.
[ She shakes her head - she could argue it. She has argued it deeply more than once with more than one person. Because it all came down to one simple point.
Those who could not stand by those that loved them did not deserve their protection. ]
Your word, Kitty, that is all I need. [ And while she is here - in that same flat, even delivery that promises and never, never takes back. ] I will never see that happen to you, not ever. No matter what passes, I would cut my own hands off before I let another take you to such a fate.
[ She finds a flush creeping over her face, deep enough that she can feel it in her ears. It's not embarrassment, it's - it's something far more complicated than that. She doesn't know what to do with the feeling. ]
I just - I didn't mention it because I wanted you to...My point is that I've faced it before, and I'm willing to face it again. I don't dislike war 'cause I'm some coward.
Then don't make excuses that one is better than the other, or you betray your own naivety and they will take advantage of it. It would be one thing if you were scared to fight. It's another to think you will be somehow sparing the people you speak of.
[ She takes the steps back, firm, that roll of shoulders and the flat way she places her steps that land, shoulder width apart, ready for - something, anything. Always. ]
Because in the best case scenario, everything you do is pointless, nothing changes and you just wasted your time. In the worst, when you finally manage to execute someone who does matter, you bring down war but to people that never even had a chance to defend themselves because you thought you would be enough to protect them, you thought it would be better this way. It isn't, it never was, and you can't spare them and you never could. Then they will hate you all the more for thinking you were God to their prayers.
[ Right back into it, except now Kitty is having a harder time working up a head full of steam because she's still feeling fidgety and self-conscious over Lakshmi's prior comment. She runs a hand through her hair and tries to remember where she was - Right. ]
I'm not saying that assassination is perfect. I'm not saying it's even good. Again, I - my - I've seen what comes of it. [ Best not to dwell. If Lakshmi didn't take any great note of the confession of Kitty-the-teenage-assassin, then - best not to remind her of it. ] It's another bad option, but it's better than war. But neither of them is the right way to go.
[ And like everything she does, she won't say something that isn't her concern until it becomes important.
So get ready in two weeks for her to bring up that murder. ]
No, it isn't. It's just a precursor to war, except now you've been a fool and not given anyone an ability to defend themselves. Violence begets violence, and if you begin in it you will end in more of it.
[ The last, she grits out, hard in her mouth as a horse would go against a bit. Hurt, so painfully cut to the quick. ] I listened to you - when you said that the common man were treated worse than animals in your homeland. Even when it offended my faith to see you treat an animal so. I have stood beside Englishmen in their own lands to help fight their government on their own soil. I listened, to their pain and suffering, like it was my own. Perhaps you could do me the favour of listening in return instead of judging those who were pushed too far. The heroes of my land who gave their lives to free their home.
[ And Kitty shoots Lakshmi a look. This isn't the main point here, but she can't not call this out. ]
I'm pretty sure what you did was insist that I apologize to the animal and then stormed home and stopped talking to me for weeks when I wouldn't. That's quite a liberal definition of 'listened to me.'
I asked you to do something that mattered to me, but you insisted you did not have to care about other than that which has grieved you. Yes, I grew angry with you. Yes I took my time to my peace with it and understand where you came from. But I did, and I did not belittle you for feeling as you did once I understood it, I was wrong.
And again, let's remember that I didn't mistreat the horse. I said a single mean word about it, and it doesn't speak English anyway, so its feelings weren't even hurt.
[ Anyway. ]
And I'm not judging your heroes. I don't know anything about your heroes. I'm saying that war is the wrong choice. Always. Because it's a hundred times more people who suffer, and they suffer for years, and it drags on and on and on with more and more deaths while the leaders get fat off the profits. At least if there's an assassination, they've got to suffer themselves, rather than sitting around chuckling about how much they made selling guns.
[ her head rolls back, save her, save her from the arrogance of youth. Save her more exactly in this moment, from herself. ]
Kitty! I don't expect you to understand but if I must spell out to you - I will.
[ slow breath, slow breath. ]
Stop thinking so small or you will never change anything. I killed a damn man in tevinter, did it stop Corypheus the next week from taking the city? No? Funny that.
So you've accomplished all your goals, have you? The British government's been brought low, there are no more werewolves or vampires, and your homeland's free?
[ Kitty doesn't know who the Haitians are, but - the other two are familiar to her - territories of England. She shakes her head - ]
Maybe they've achieved independence in your world, sure. But that only answers one of my questions. Is the British government brought low, and are the abuses of people that force them to become werewolves ended.
They've lessened, now that I've taken to blowing up the UIC ships and actively and consistently engage the company guards and their pets at every opportunity to disrupt all outgoing trade on every level.
[ she won't pretend she hasn't turned England's streets to battlefields, because there are things she has sorrow for, it isn't helping people who had no one else to stand for them. ]
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Date: 2019-01-28 05:28 pm (UTC)But she could not show Kitty that, she could not make her see that for herself. ]
Are you defending the notion of your land? Is that what upsets you when I speak like that?
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Date: 2019-01-28 05:45 pm (UTC)[ Fierce as anything - ]
I'm defending the poor and the exploited. The common folk - the regular people of England - they're victims of their government's tyranny, just like your people are. So how is the solution - What sort of an answer is it, to have victims killing victims? Better to be an assassin. Nobler to be an assassin than to continue these cycles of slaughter.
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Date: 2019-01-28 06:44 pm (UTC)She wants to strike her, she realises, wants to lash and bite and roar with that scream so deep in her belly, how dare she.
But she doesn't. Hadn't she wasted enough breath explaining something Kitty was resolute to not understand? That was that then, and where she has no viable target, and too furious to explain. She takes the only option left. She takes up the leather armour, the short blades, and slams it down hard with a splayed hand on the bed beside Kitty. ] It was Myira's. I hope you get better use out of it, you'll need it for all that running away you plan to do, Englishman.
[ and with that, she takes the rest of her gear - and goes to leave. ]
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Date: 2019-01-28 08:42 pm (UTC)I'm not an Englishman. I'm a person. We're all people. Don't you realize that when you think that someone is a product of the evils of their country - You're just falling into the trap they want you to fall into. You know who profits from war?
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Date: 2019-01-31 07:06 pm (UTC)It was you who told me I should respect the lives of others, what they have been through - so perhaps you can do it yourself for once! You are telling a nation that was invaded by an army, that it does not have the right to fight for its freedom when it was beaten and ripped apart! Or perhaps, what you really misunderstand, Kitty, what you really cannot stand, is that in some places - for even when I was begging for the lives of children as a Queen, your word as an Englishman would have meant a thousand of mine - that you might be no better than the magicians you despise.
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Date: 2019-01-31 11:30 pm (UTC)You've clearly never met a magician.
[ What a trenchant observation, Kitty. But - ]
I'm not saying you haven't got the right to resist or fight. I'm saying that just - What on earth is the point of fighting like that? Why would you sneer at assassination when - when war just kills the most vulnerable?
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Date: 2019-02-01 02:02 pm (UTC)What happens, what happens when you assassinate someone? Do you know? Have you snuck into a Lord's house and poisoned his supper? I do, he goes down to Whitechapel, he gathers up his staff, everyone they know, they torture them for days on end, and then they execute whoever seems guilty. The blood is still on your hands. The blood will always be on your hands. Or worse, perhaps, like when I helped take down that Tevinter prat, perhaps you kill a man, and a day later, the enemy takes over the city anyway and means exactly nothing. I was stupid enough to think I could kill one English Politician and that would stop the trade laws that starved thousands of people in my home land. The law was passed anyway. Nothing changes, not if you're not willing to fight for it. Not unless you're prepared to give it all to your struggle.
[ Means, how many people Kitty, do you think I've killed? ]
My people were. The Whitechapel rebels were. They were prepared to die for their freedom. So far Kitty, all you do, is preach and give nothing of yourself. Silly girls with pretty faces belong on shelves, not lecturing about morals when they cannot even be ready to give their own life for the things they believe in.
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Date: 2019-02-01 02:11 pm (UTC)I have, actually. [ She realizes what she said - looks down and away, cursing her temper. But - But - she can't stand - ] Not by poison. But I have. And I've been the one on the block to be tortured. Got handed over for it by my own mum and dad. Watched all my comrades die. Watched it. So don't talk to me about being a silly girl unwilling to die. Or to kill.
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Date: 2019-02-01 02:15 pm (UTC)If your parents arrive, I will kill them on your word.
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Date: 2019-02-01 02:21 pm (UTC)[ That's not what she'd expected. She'd expected a...a litany of ways in which that didn't count. Or at best, a gruff acknowledgment that very well, Kitty might have some experience. Not this. Not this offer that makes her feel simultaneously horrified and somehow lighter. Not those words that make her feel dizzy and shake her head - ]
No. I mean - I - They're...They're not wicked people. They were just...afraid.
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Date: 2019-02-01 02:27 pm (UTC)Those who could not stand by those that loved them did not deserve their protection. ]
Your word, Kitty, that is all I need. [ And while she is here - in that same flat, even delivery that promises and never, never takes back. ] I will never see that happen to you, not ever. No matter what passes, I would cut my own hands off before I let another take you to such a fate.
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Date: 2019-02-02 03:11 am (UTC)[ She finds a flush creeping over her face, deep enough that she can feel it in her ears. It's not embarrassment, it's - it's something far more complicated than that. She doesn't know what to do with the feeling. ]
I just - I didn't mention it because I wanted you to...My point is that I've faced it before, and I'm willing to face it again. I don't dislike war 'cause I'm some coward.
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Date: 2019-02-03 05:33 am (UTC)[ She takes the steps back, firm, that roll of shoulders and the flat way she places her steps that land, shoulder width apart, ready for - something, anything. Always. ]
Because in the best case scenario, everything you do is pointless, nothing changes and you just wasted your time. In the worst, when you finally manage to execute someone who does matter, you bring down war but to people that never even had a chance to defend themselves because you thought you would be enough to protect them, you thought it would be better this way. It isn't, it never was, and you can't spare them and you never could. Then they will hate you all the more for thinking you were God to their prayers.
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Date: 2019-02-03 01:35 pm (UTC)I'm not saying that assassination is perfect. I'm not saying it's even good. Again, I - my - I've seen what comes of it. [ Best not to dwell. If Lakshmi didn't take any great note of the confession of Kitty-the-teenage-assassin, then - best not to remind her of it. ] It's another bad option, but it's better than war. But neither of them is the right way to go.
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Date: 2019-02-05 08:27 am (UTC)So get ready in two weeks for her to bring up that murder. ]
No, it isn't. It's just a precursor to war, except now you've been a fool and not given anyone an ability to defend themselves. Violence begets violence, and if you begin in it you will end in more of it.
[ The last, she grits out, hard in her mouth as a horse would go against a bit. Hurt, so painfully cut to the quick. ] I listened to you - when you said that the common man were treated worse than animals in your homeland. Even when it offended my faith to see you treat an animal so. I have stood beside Englishmen in their own lands to help fight their government on their own soil. I listened, to their pain and suffering, like it was my own. Perhaps you could do me the favour of listening in return instead of judging those who were pushed too far. The heroes of my land who gave their lives to free their home.
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Date: 2019-02-05 12:28 pm (UTC)I'm pretty sure what you did was insist that I apologize to the animal and then stormed home and stopped talking to me for weeks when I wouldn't. That's quite a liberal definition of 'listened to me.'
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Date: 2019-02-05 12:41 pm (UTC)I asked you to do something that mattered to me, but you insisted you did not have to care about other than that which has grieved you. Yes, I grew angry with you. Yes I took my time to my peace with it and understand where you came from. But I did, and I did not belittle you for feeling as you did once I understood it, I was wrong.
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Date: 2019-02-05 12:49 pm (UTC)[ Anyway. ]
And I'm not judging your heroes. I don't know anything about your heroes. I'm saying that war is the wrong choice. Always. Because it's a hundred times more people who suffer, and they suffer for years, and it drags on and on and on with more and more deaths while the leaders get fat off the profits. At least if there's an assassination, they've got to suffer themselves, rather than sitting around chuckling about how much they made selling guns.
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Date: 2019-02-05 01:05 pm (UTC)Kitty! I don't expect you to understand but if I must spell out to you - I will.
[ slow breath, slow breath. ]
Stop thinking so small or you will never change anything. I killed a damn man in tevinter, did it stop Corypheus the next week from taking the city? No? Funny that.
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Date: 2019-02-05 01:08 pm (UTC)So you've accomplished all your goals, have you? The British government's been brought low, there are no more werewolves or vampires, and your homeland's free?
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Date: 2019-02-05 01:10 pm (UTC)I didn't. But America did. France did. The Haitians did.
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Date: 2019-02-05 01:14 pm (UTC)Maybe they've achieved independence in your world, sure. But that only answers one of my questions. Is the British government brought low, and are the abuses of people that force them to become werewolves ended.
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Date: 2019-02-05 01:19 pm (UTC)[ she won't pretend she hasn't turned England's streets to battlefields, because there are things she has sorrow for, it isn't helping people who had no one else to stand for them. ]
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Date: 2019-02-05 01:22 pm (UTC)Where did vampirism come from? And - werewolf-ism? [ Whatever the word for it is. ] How did it get started?
Don't ask me things canon never tells me.
Date: 2019-02-05 01:28 pm (UTC)The time of King Arthur, I'm told.
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