I prefer you to feel comfortable treating me as your equal.
[Which means knock off the Sir talk, he gets enough of that from Peacekeepers. B[ ]
Essentially, yes. Additionally, her endurance levels far outpaced my own.
[He nods, absorbing Horatio's promise as if it were something concrete. He feels as though he's always risking things, and this next encounter is placing a considerable trust on word alone.
But oddly, Scorpius finds himself wishing he had someone to trust. This is as much Horatio's test as his own.]
I never knew specifically who my father was. My mother was a Sebacean woman named Rylani Jeema Dellos.
[The name rolls off the tongue easily: Scorpius has an excellent memory]
A Sebacean, for your purposes, is essentially a human. While no older than twenty-some cycles, she and her mate journeyed in a spaceship - a Leviathan - in order to settle a new colony on the outermost regions of our territory. The ship that carried her was attacked by a Scarran Dreadnaught - a much larger foe - and she escaped in a transport pod to land on the surface of a nearby planet.
[He's told this story to a few people on the Barge before, but the emotion always hits him right at this point. There's something distantly sad in his eyes, as he recalls the past of a woman he's never met but often thought of]
She was eventually discovered not long after by the creatures who had shot down the ship, and was taken aboard their vessel. There, she - along with ninety other captured Sebacean women - were raped, imprisoned, and forced to give birth to half-breed children for the purposes of genetic experimentation.
The tests were a disaster. All of the children died with their mothers.
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cw; discussion of rape/sexual violence
Date: 2014-07-23 12:39 am (UTC)[Which means knock off the Sir talk, he gets enough of that from Peacekeepers. B[ ]
Essentially, yes. Additionally, her endurance levels far outpaced my own.
[He nods, absorbing Horatio's promise as if it were something concrete. He feels as though he's always risking things, and this next encounter is placing a considerable trust on word alone.
But oddly, Scorpius finds himself wishing he had someone to trust. This is as much Horatio's test as his own.]
I never knew specifically who my father was. My mother was a Sebacean woman named Rylani Jeema Dellos.
[The name rolls off the tongue easily: Scorpius has an excellent memory]
A Sebacean, for your purposes, is essentially a human. While no older than twenty-some cycles, she and her mate journeyed in a spaceship - a Leviathan - in order to settle a new colony on the outermost regions of our territory. The ship that carried her was attacked by a Scarran Dreadnaught - a much larger foe - and she escaped in a transport pod to land on the surface of a nearby planet.
[He's told this story to a few people on the Barge before, but the emotion always hits him right at this point. There's something distantly sad in his eyes, as he recalls the past of a woman he's never met but often thought of]
She was eventually discovered not long after by the creatures who had shot down the ship, and was taken aboard their vessel. There, she - along with ninety other captured Sebacean women - were raped, imprisoned, and forced to give birth to half-breed children for the purposes of genetic experimentation.
The tests were a disaster. All of the children died with their mothers.
All except for me.