Maea
The worst of all blessings
The queen's sentiment washed over her like so much acid rain. It stung and burned, and Maea felt her temper trying to rise in turn. But the more she looked at Flora, the easier it got to curb her tongue. Strangely, it didn't feel bad to be faced with the consequences of her actions. For so long she had been looking for someone to hold her accountable, and here it was. Some of what Flora was saying wasn't true of course, but enough of it was that it actually calmed her down.
"I was unaware that moving to this region required permission from the government," Maea replied gently. "I did inform Hadama of my intentions during the festival; he must not have had time to consult you about it." Ronin's reason and Melita's opinions of her were not something she could adress, nor did it seem to be a point in reminding the Doubletake that Maes had sent letters of apology over the ball incident. Clearly that was not enough - and perhaps justifyably so.
But when it came to Danta and Asta? "It means exactly what I said. My main reason for leaving the Hollowed Grounds is because I feel deeply uncomfortable with cannibalism being practiced where I live, even covertly. That lies at the root of my conflict with Danta and Asta; one I definitely did not handle well, I'm well aware of that. I have nothing against either man, save for what they choose to indulge in." She had no proof that the Maverick shared the tendency, but he had been so blasé about the scene she'd found Astaroth in that it didn't matter.
"That you think me rude is unfortunate, though I understand why you wouldn't like me considering our first encounters. It's not necessary though... Whether I can be of use to this region or not, I suppose depends on whether you are willing to make use of me or not. I've helped with projects here before, and I did hope to do more however I can." Gazing through the rain at the young woman, her head cocked lightly to the side. "Perhaps you might like me to be a scapegoat? Anything that goes wrong could just be blamed on me. It wouldn't even be entirely untrue."
"I was unaware that moving to this region required permission from the government," Maea replied gently. "I did inform Hadama of my intentions during the festival; he must not have had time to consult you about it." Ronin's reason and Melita's opinions of her were not something she could adress, nor did it seem to be a point in reminding the Doubletake that Maes had sent letters of apology over the ball incident. Clearly that was not enough - and perhaps justifyably so.
But when it came to Danta and Asta? "It means exactly what I said. My main reason for leaving the Hollowed Grounds is because I feel deeply uncomfortable with cannibalism being practiced where I live, even covertly. That lies at the root of my conflict with Danta and Asta; one I definitely did not handle well, I'm well aware of that. I have nothing against either man, save for what they choose to indulge in." She had no proof that the Maverick shared the tendency, but he had been so blasé about the scene she'd found Astaroth in that it didn't matter.
"That you think me rude is unfortunate, though I understand why you wouldn't like me considering our first encounters. It's not necessary though... Whether I can be of use to this region or not, I suppose depends on whether you are willing to make use of me or not. I've helped with projects here before, and I did hope to do more however I can." Gazing through the rain at the young woman, her head cocked lightly to the side. "Perhaps you might like me to be a scapegoat? Anything that goes wrong could just be blamed on me. It wouldn't even be entirely untrue."
The most beautiful of curses
Base by Skylark
