http://not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-02-03 06:50 am

If war were a game that a man or a child Could think of winning [Open]

Lafiel staggered out and away from the sensorium pod, clutching her bruised jaw. Blood pooled between her teeth, coppery and salty in her mouth and she swallowed it.

There was a special kind of humiliation that came with being physically bested and though Lafiel knew she was in the right, it still stung.

Master Chief or Captain Kirk would have known what do immediately, but she had only exacerbated the situation. She knew this to be her own fault. The punch had been a predictable consequence of her actions.

She couldn't even curse for fear of spitting more blood.

[identity profile] unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com 2010-02-06 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
Kelly shrugged at that, not looking at the girl. "People like that don't learn. They just keep making the same mistakes, hurting people, because in their minds they have a right to." She ran a hand down her face in frustration. Everything the Abh was saying made sense, but she didn't want to hear it. She had a right to be worried and protective. Her jaw clenched and unclenched slowly. "So you expect me to sit by and do nothing when someone hits you?"

She flung a hand out toward the Sensorium Lafiel had emerged from. "Someone needs to teach these people that every action has a consequence."
Edited 2010-02-06 08:07 (UTC)

[identity profile] unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com 2010-02-06 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
Her fists clenched at her sides, and for a moment she had to resist the urge to lash out and hit something. Break something. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes for a moment and nodded. She hated it when Lafiel looked at her like that. "Fine. If that's what you want. But If it happens again, I'm finding them, whoever they are, and I'm breaking them in half."

[identity profile] unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com 2010-02-06 09:14 am (UTC)(link)
Kelly looked down at the little Abh for a moment longer. Letting out a quiet sigh, she slid one arm under her and lifted her off her feet easily. It was the Spartan's equivalent of a hug, Lafiel. Deal with it. "You're young. People make mistakes." At the comment about John though, she pursed her lips, frowning slightly. "John is a strong leader, but he's sacrificed a lot to be that. Sometimes I think he had to give up too much. You'll learn. Don't beat yourself up over a small mistake."

[identity profile] unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com 2010-02-06 09:52 am (UTC)(link)
When Lafiel leaned against her, she paused, looking down at the mop of blue hair resting against her arm for a moment before bringing her other arm up to the Abh's back. "No one expects you to be perfect overnight. It takes a lifetime to learn. Pushing yourself is good, but not if you don't take heed of your limits." She raised a hand to pet the girl's hair gently. "Understand?"