08-11-2009, 09:52 PM
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Cupping his ears forward, Haephastus was silent as she spoke, telling him of her past and how they had lived. It was unfortunate story but also one that caught his interest. "He would send you away for something that was not your fault?" He asked, a hint of sadness in his voice over the fact. He didn't understand how someone could do that, especially someone so closely related. Then there was also the fact that they couldn't shift. People without that ability were very rare in Jerusalem and, eventually, they usually sought out someone to change them. None-the-less, they had all be accepted with open arms into their society.
"But you have Phoenix Valley now, just like I do." He said quietly, as if there had been something that he had lost in his life once and only had just found the hope and possibility to get it back. He smiled though, an honest smile, and moved his eyes to take another look around his new home. "It's quiet here, comfortable, but I like it." And the man was content, hopefully like she might be in this place, because everyone had seemed accepting thus far. A man with two fingers on one hand and going blind, they could have turned him away as being useless, but they had not.
"Sometimes people should be more understanding." He frowned some, referring to the fact that she had been attacked because she had passed their borders on accident. Certainly they hadn't thought her a threat, had they? Haephastus couldn't imagine it. He description of the woman reminded him of Jefferson, with one eye and abundant scars, which would make it easy to remember should he happen across her. Of course, that didn't mean Haephastus had the intentions of doing anything, just that it was something he would remember. "Violence shouldn't be used so easily." He said with a sigh, shaking his head. "We lose more with it than we gain." And he knew that all to well.
"But you have Phoenix Valley now, just like I do." He said quietly, as if there had been something that he had lost in his life once and only had just found the hope and possibility to get it back. He smiled though, an honest smile, and moved his eyes to take another look around his new home. "It's quiet here, comfortable, but I like it." And the man was content, hopefully like she might be in this place, because everyone had seemed accepting thus far. A man with two fingers on one hand and going blind, they could have turned him away as being useless, but they had not.
"Sometimes people should be more understanding." He frowned some, referring to the fact that she had been attacked because she had passed their borders on accident. Certainly they hadn't thought her a threat, had they? Haephastus couldn't imagine it. He description of the woman reminded him of Jefferson, with one eye and abundant scars, which would make it easy to remember should he happen across her. Of course, that didn't mean Haephastus had the intentions of doing anything, just that it was something he would remember. "Violence shouldn't be used so easily." He said with a sigh, shaking his head. "We lose more with it than we gain." And he knew that all to well.