Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170720113953/@comment-19164168-20170807160142

Datadragon Seraphim wrote:

"And yet the foolish are also the ones who raise us on ivory thrones and allow us to lord over them. If these fools didn't exist, how would you know you were better than them?" asked Elaine in response, still frowning.

"You can't see the usefulness of something until you face uselessness. You can't tell what is intelligent if stupid was not a benchmark. I'm not very intelligent myself compared to my brother but I still live, don't I?"

Elaine kicked her sword closer to Cristus, as she sighed "I'm an unskilled, brutish bitch who can only use a sword. So you would say I am a savage. And if you hate what I am, why not kill me now?"

"You don't believe in those words, do you? You are just angry your teacher died, and how weak you were without your magic." Cristus didn't speak and simply stood where he was. Eventually, he sat down at the same chair he sat on, but turned it so he was facing the wall as he sat.

Tears began rolling down his eyes as he tried to keep his cool and act like an adult. His efforts to remain strong and bury his emotions proved fruitless however. It made him sick to the core.