PHOEBE
Phoebe wasn’t particularly surprised that Killian’s world had a class system, one where the mingling of the elite and the common was frowned upon. People would always try to make order in chaos, to benefit from the subjugation of others – it was human nature. It was survival at its core, twisted and complicated with a web morals and systems and ideals until it was inextricable. But that Killian thought that this world lacked such structures surprised her. Shouldn’t someone with his background be able to see the power plays in motion all around them?She shook her head slowly, looking over at him with a raised brow. ”There is no such thing as a world without a class system. That would be chaos.” she said. ”Even in Caido there is a class system, it is just unspoken. The powerful rule over the weak, the perceived wise rule over the foolish. People like Ronin and Jigano and Rory are the ruling class, their favored people just below them, and so on. And above them are the deities who also seem to have their own pecking order.” she noted with a small smile before looking down at her glass. ”It would be nice, but do not let your ideals blind you to reality. You are just as much within a societal structure as you were in your home world. You’ve just yet to find your place in it.”
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
