*almost snickers at Ballade and wonders if he can find something bright or sparkly to distract his younger brother with, but then scowls at the thought of Wind carving his name on Air*
He won't ever do that, Air. He won't get the chance to do that. Even if he had before, it wouldn't mean he owns you.
*he thinks back to some of the things that other Forte told him, months ago, when he first showed up in the Nexus.* We're not property, Air. We're not 'weapons' or 'tools'. We're people.
What Dr. Wily does, and what Wind does where you're from, is wrong. I don't care what the laws of my own world say about that or what yours might, it's still wrong.
*quietly* If anything, we're more like escaped slaves than anything else.
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Date: 2005-11-06 07:14 am (UTC)He won't ever do that, Air. He won't get the chance to do that. Even if he had before, it wouldn't mean he owns you.
*he thinks back to some of the things that other Forte told him, months ago, when he first showed up in the Nexus.* We're not property, Air. We're not 'weapons' or 'tools'. We're people.
What Dr. Wily does, and what Wind does where you're from, is wrong. I don't care what the laws of my own world say about that or what yours might, it's still wrong.
*quietly* If anything, we're more like escaped slaves than anything else.