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[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[Tucked away in the back of the library is a table loaded up with books. On top of the books are boxes of multi-colored pencils, a good fraction of them snapped into unusable pieces. And seated at the table, obscured by all the books and boxes, is a troll, bent over a notebook, maroon colored pencil in hand, coloring away. He has homework he should be doing, but he doesn't really care. In that moment, all that mattered to him was the drawing of a robotic girl with large red eyes and graceful curves.]

Ah... Aradia... How I long to gaze once more into your soulless eyes... to read your words of patience and obedience... to hold your cold metal chasis in my arms...

[He sighs longingly, putting aside his pencil to trace blue bow lips, then glances around conspiratorially. There was no one around, was there? No one was watching? No, the coast was clear.]

[Biting his lip, he picked up the notebook, holding it aloft in front of him. With one last glance, he leaned forward, and pressed his lips to the drawing.]

[Moments later, he leaned to the side, cradling the notebook in his arms as if he was sweeping it off its feet, passionately kissing the drawing.]

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[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

I know. [Reaches for her hand, brushing his fingertips over it] You did what you had to. We are trolls as we are expected to be. I know not why the lowbloods cannot accept this.

[betwixttocks.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't pull away, even if it is horribly strange.] Because they cared about her. It's like if someone was badmouthing Leijon you'd be furious. Or if I killed her you would have killed me. That's how they see it. [Of course it didn't make it any less harder to deal with them considering they knew about what happened between her and Aradia two sweeps ago.]

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

That's not hardly the same! What I want is to pity her, not bring her harm! Why, the danger of my STRENGTH aside, she'd be safer than any other troll in existence as long as she remains by my side. She showed acceptance where none had before... how could I repay that with cruelty?

[betwixttocks.livejournal.com]

[A shrug.] It's just an example. All things considered, you'd be upset if she was hurt, right? Even killed?

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

Of course! I'd be distraught! [Not that he'd be very good at showing it, but tears would be shed in private!]

[betwixttocks.livejournal.com]

Then there you go. [Closes the text book.] No one is in the right, though. It's two totally different situations, but why see beyond that specific detail? Maybe they just want to obsesses over something other than our current situation.