01-03-2010, 10:04 PM
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| http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/rikka_table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:330px; padding-left:15px; padding-right:15px; padding-bottom:10px;"> and the inevitable storm out XD SoSuWriMo 320 Before Kaena even spoke again Rikka knew that this conversation (or argument) had come to an end. Neither of them would budge from their positions it seemed. Rikka certainly wouldn’t because she knew that she was absolutely right on this subject. Many things were a matter of opinion. The keeping of slaves, however, was not. It was wrong, every single part of it. For whatever differences she and Gabriel had, that was one thing that they both agreed upon. She felt confident that he would make sure that no ill befell Vieira while she was a member of this clan. At least none that he could prevent. Once their mother knew that the Aquila did not stand for this, maybe then she would change her tune. When the next words came what she had been feeling became true and she knew that she couldn’t sit her and bang her head against the brick wall of her mother any longer. Swiftly Rikka rose to her feet and glared at her mother, the injustice of what was going on burning in her eyes. “She’s. Not. Happy.” A blind man could see that that girl was not happy. She was afraid of everything around her. That wasn’t all Kaena’s fault, but she had a feeling that the aged hybrid wasn’t helping the matter any. “I don’t even think she knows what happiness is. How could she with the way she’s lived?” The breaking point was reached. There was so much more she could say, but she knew it would not do any good. Not with Kaena, and she certainly didn’t want to hear anything else that her dam would try to spout of to contradict her and save her own conscience. “I’m done with this,” she said bitterly as she stalked off and away from the woman that had given her life. Right now that was the only thing they had in common. |