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TOO LATE TO 'POLOGIZE
Who: Gink and Psii
Where: Ginko's Trailer
When: A bit ago.
What: Psi feels the need to apologize.
Warnings: None
He feels bad. He doesn't hate apologizing, he knows it's the right thing to do, especially if he's in the wrong. This time though, the thought of apologizing stings. He know's Ginko didn't mean anything by it. That was probably a normal human thing to tease someone about. Still, he couldn't help hearing it and thinking of home. Alternia with it's egotistical high bloods lording their every advantage of everyone else. He couldn't help the twinge of anger it gave him. To be reminded of that here, well, it sucked. He ignores the feelings, pushing them down as he knocks on Ginko's trailer door.
He'd just have to suck it up. Suck it up and apologize. Don't be a dick.
Where: Ginko's Trailer
When: A bit ago.
What: Psi feels the need to apologize.
Warnings: None
He feels bad. He doesn't hate apologizing, he knows it's the right thing to do, especially if he's in the wrong. This time though, the thought of apologizing stings. He know's Ginko didn't mean anything by it. That was probably a normal human thing to tease someone about. Still, he couldn't help hearing it and thinking of home. Alternia with it's egotistical high bloods lording their every advantage of everyone else. He couldn't help the twinge of anger it gave him. To be reminded of that here, well, it sucked. He ignores the feelings, pushing them down as he knocks on Ginko's trailer door.
He'd just have to suck it up. Suck it up and apologize. Don't be a dick.
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"Well... sort of, I guess, but it differs depending on where you are and what group you're looking at. Village elders are different from having a boss at your job, and so on. But I guess... usually it's someone who's been there a long time and has gained a lot of respect among those around them."
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"Trolls have different blood colors. The color of your blood determines your natural life span, among other things. Long lived castes rule over the younger ones and they have a tendency to treat us like inept children."
There, that was a short concise explanation. It would probably make sense, or at least he hoped it did. It would probably be hard to give more details with that if he wanted to keep his cool.
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...Oh.
Oh.
"...I'm sorry." His hand stays where it is, fingers curling slightly in his hair. There's really no point to saying he didn't know; the Psionic knows that, it's why this whole conversation is happening.
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"It's really... Fine. I'm the only troll here so things can be different."
He liked different. In a way the carnival had saved him, though he felt strange thinking of it like that.
"It's better if it's something that's decided by respect."
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"Yeah, I'd say so. Guess there's still usually an element of age to it where I'm from, too, but... well, humans mostly have around the same lifespan, barring anything going really wrong."
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The truth is even if he told those people of humanities success they wouldn't care. All other species were weak in comparison to the minds of many trolls. Even the Psionic found himself ignorantly going along with that kind of thinking every now and then. Of course expecting trolls to respect member's of another race when they couldn't even respect members of their own was a pointless task.
"But I guess if you live for thousands of sweeps it must be awfully hard to care about the concerns of someone who's only 20."
As though the fact that they were younger made their concerns less valid. It was disgusting. He hated it.
He shakes his head, feeling more than a bit embarrassed.
"Anyway I should leave you to whatever you were doing."
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He lifts a hand hurriedly, waving off that dismissal, or at least any embarrassment surrounding it. "No, it's-- it's fine. I wasn't busy, anyway. Uh... I'm glad you told me this."
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"You're glad?"
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He glances away again with a quiet laugh. "...Besides, this seems like the kind of thing that'd be frustrating not to have people around you know about. It's good you mentioned it for your sake, too."
You're one to talk, Ginko.
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He nods, still staring at the floor. It is frustrating sometimes, but telling people was troublesome in its own way. He can't admit that without feeling like he's beginning to pale flirt though, so he doesn't.
"Well... Uh... Thanks for listening."
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This... has been a pretty unusual conversation, hasn't it.
"Yeah. No problem." It seems like he's about done for now, so Ginko starts to step back inside. Before he closes the door, though, he pauses. "...If you need to talk more or anything, you know where to find me."
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With that, he pulls the door shut, leaving Psi outside the trailer.