She took on the duty. The Inquisitor knows what it means, and what the sacred duty of an Inquisitor is. [He doesn't just go up to random women asking for punishment. That's a kink. This is the safety of his soul.
It would be a violation of a sacred pledge to abuse power like that. [Did he think she was mean? Yes. Did he think she was abusing her power? No. Incomprehensible.
[He makes a frustrated sound. She would never understand this.] Nina. Where I am from, we are a brotherhood. We are never alone, even in our worst hours. We can count on others to lift us when we fall, to fight for us when our faith falters. [He sounds sorry that she does not know what that feels like. To always have the support of at least two hundred other brothers. And how awful it felt to have that stripped away. ] We 'solve our own shit' by asking for, and getting, aid. That is how it works.
That must be nice. ( She said bitterly and immediately regretted doing so. Nina did not have that for a long time, however. And even once her family formed and she had people to call on, she couldn't always. Too often did she only have herself to rely on, and even if that wasn't true now, here in Caldera, she still felt... jealous. )
[The sharpness in her voice hit him like a blow. This is what happens when you try to explain, Gadriel. You cannot tell a joke correctly. You cannot explain how lost you feel without angering your closest ally.]
I am sorry to have upset you. I was tryin-- never mind.
( Nina was always upset about something. Now she was upset about getting upset because it was stupid. He wasn't trying to be a dick about it. She knew that. )
It's okay. ( She sighs. ) Don't listen to me. Seriously, if it makes you feel better then just... keep doing it. I don't get it, but that doesn't mean I have to be an asshole about it.
It does not make me feel 'better'. Do you think getting laughed at, and mocked, by my dearest friend, because I did not grow up on an agriworld feels good in any fashion?
[He spent 9 years on Talassar, an ocean world, and then began his aspirancy on Macragge, shut in the walls of the Ultramarine barracks. The last thousands of years have been spent in suspended animation or in active combat. He could tell her fifteen different weak points on a ravener. He could look at a planet's resources and devise a way to break an enemy barricade. He had found ways to save his men's lives for decades.
[But he did not know what a scarecrow was, and that made him an object of mockery. That made him stupid, apparently. He was equal parts sad, angry and hurt and did not know what to do with either the first or last emotion. The middle one, though... He switches back to text because he does not trust the anger to not seep into his voice. ]
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( thank God Gadriel can't see Nina rolling her eyes so hard they almost fell out of her skull. )
She's not even an Inquisitor from your world. How do you know she holds the same values and standards?
Also, stop doing what everyone tells you to do. Be your own man and solve your own shit. You're not too prideful.
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It would be a violation of a sacred pledge to abuse power like that. [Did he think she was mean? Yes. Did he think she was abusing her power? No. Incomprehensible.
[He makes a frustrated sound. She would never understand this.] Nina. Where I am from, we are a brotherhood. We are never alone, even in our worst hours. We can count on others to lift us when we fall, to fight for us when our faith falters. [He sounds sorry that she does not know what that feels like. To always have the support of at least two hundred other brothers. And how awful it felt to have that stripped away. ] We 'solve our own shit' by asking for, and getting, aid. That is how it works.
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That must be nice. ( She said bitterly and immediately regretted doing so. Nina did not have that for a long time, however. And even once her family formed and she had people to call on, she couldn't always. Too often did she only have herself to rely on, and even if that wasn't true now, here in Caldera, she still felt... jealous. )
If it makes you feel better. Whatever.
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I am sorry to have upset you. I was tryin-- never mind.
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It's okay. ( She sighs. ) Don't listen to me. Seriously, if it makes you feel better then just... keep doing it. I don't get it, but that doesn't mean I have to be an asshole about it.
voice >>>text
[He spent 9 years on Talassar, an ocean world, and then began his aspirancy on Macragge, shut in the walls of the Ultramarine barracks. The last thousands of years have been spent in suspended animation or in active combat. He could tell her fifteen different weak points on a ravener. He could look at a planet's resources and devise a way to break an enemy barricade. He had found ways to save his men's lives for decades.
[But he did not know what a scarecrow was, and that made him an object of mockery. That made him stupid, apparently. He was equal parts sad, angry and hurt and did not know what to do with either the first or last emotion. The middle one, though... He switches back to text because he does not trust the anger to not seep into his voice. ]
I must go. I have other things
to attend to
as you
also
doubtless do.
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Wait — Gadriel. What are you talking about? I wasn't mocking you. I don't even know what I said that upset you.
Don't ignore me.
( he was absolutely going to ignore her now wasn't he? )