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I have no problem with RDA muses (I would be a massive hypocrite if I did) but I have no desire to see real-world racism on here just because the oppressed group is fictional. Like there is a line to be drawn.
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sorry for the absence ive had low muse but just popping in to say that as an indigenous person i have zero interest in seeing or interacting with characters that mirror real world racism in-character toward the na'vi regardless of how realistic it is
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sorry for the absence ive had low muse but just popping in to say that as an indigenous person i have zero interest in seeing or interacting with characters that mirror real world racism in-character toward the na'vi regardless of how realistic it is
different kinds." another careful tilt of the weapon. "This one specifically is a Zarkov - 33R. Standard issue sidearm among Recombinants — the Skypeople that look like I do."
a slow movement — calm , measured — and he reaches down , brandishing sidearm from a holster at his hip. tilts it , rotates it , lets her look at it from a distance.
"Metal weapons. They're called guns. Firearms. Many
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a slow tilt of his head follows , watching her. a na'vi who is unafraid of the " skypeople " , who is curious about them. interesting. more data for the file.
"What is it you want to know first?"
hudson was pleased as well — or at least as close to it as a man like him can be. he does not return the smile , only staring at varang with that same blank stillness as before.
"My name is Hudson."
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as in their eyes 、 𝓼kypeople /is/ power — with their metal machines 、suits 、and most of all their metal weapons. the thought following ever since she had first heard its thunderous roar that struck enemies down.
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"A fair trade." hudson offers a nod , curt. his posture does not change again ; ramrod straight , statuesque , but not tense. unafraid , unintimidated.
"Alright. Good." a step closer. "Then we have an agreement."
alertness behind his eyes , the focus of his attention solely on varang.
"Let me try again then." pause. thinking. "You are vastly different from what the RDA has decided is normal for the Na'vi. I want to understand that difference."
he pauses at that. the reaction is not unfamiliar ; he's seen it many a time , from comrades , from scientists , from people. he does not grow angry. he doesn't even react at first , the only sign he even heard her being the
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"Chaos is a variable to be analyzed. Your abberant departure from the status quo is ... significant." his posture shifts finally , a slow wave of his tail. the only outward expression he'll allow.
"I would like to know why. How.
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especially after revealing his shared love for their ways. their deviation.
“ you do .ᐣ i have heard that other 𝓼kymen likes control and orders ... yet you love the opposite. ”
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