Re: Mini-Grand 5104 (Round 1: Parliament)
07-25-2011, 09:41 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Ixcalibur.
Psalk Itahy stood nervously by her locker, her gaze affixed on the love of her life; a veraxan named Raema Yaieka. She knew that her parents would never approve, though all races were supposed to be equal in the Allied Lands the veraxan were still regarded as low class, not to mention the social scandal of dating across species. Today she would finally pluck up the courage to talk to her, to tell her how she really felt. Nothing would stop them from being together, Psalk reasoned, true love always finds a way. If there was no other option they would simply elope across the stars, go far away and start anew in an untouched universe where prejudice could not harm them. Her hearts beating like a drum she strode across to Raema, hoping to mask her anxiety with feigned confidence.
"Hey Raem." she started. Raema turned and regarded Psalk, while her face did betray any particular sense of irritation, her shifting body language suggested a sense of impatient expectation. Psalk awkwardly waited for a response. She struggled to know exactly where to go from here; when she had rehearsed this in her head Raema was always chatty and casual and pleased to see her. She now realised that that had been wishful thinking. "Raem do you want to go out sometime?" as she waited for her love to respond she believed that this moment was the worst of her life. She was however proved wrong when Raema laughed in her face.
"What?" Psalk demanded, her multitude of eyes welling up with tears. "Do you have any idea who I am? Do you have any concept of how much I'd have to give up just to be seen with you? You should be flattered!"
"You jalx really do think you can just have whatever and whoever you want don't you?" Raema said icily. "Run on back to mommy and daddy princess. I'm sure they'll buy you something nice and you'll soon recover from the scorn of being rebuked by one of the lower class like me."
Suddenly Psalk found herself seated at a wooden desk with a gavel in her hand a crowd of weird aliens, the like of which she had never met before, chanting the word I. The gavel slammed down against the block simply by momentum, the sound causing the gibbering lizards to stop and stare at her expectantly. Her eyes streamed with indignant tears, still stinging from Raema's callous remarks.
"What?!" she demanded. "What do you all want from me?"
"I think you're taking a vote?" suggested a human uncertainly. The human in question was inexplicably surrounded by plants growing from every available surface. A raven perched on his head and there was a snake coiled around his neck.
"What for?" she further demanded.
"I... don't know." He said, scratching at his head.
"Whatever. Motion carried!" she sobbed. "I just want to go home!"
Psalk Itahy stood nervously by her locker, her gaze affixed on the love of her life; a veraxan named Raema Yaieka. She knew that her parents would never approve, though all races were supposed to be equal in the Allied Lands the veraxan were still regarded as low class, not to mention the social scandal of dating across species. Today she would finally pluck up the courage to talk to her, to tell her how she really felt. Nothing would stop them from being together, Psalk reasoned, true love always finds a way. If there was no other option they would simply elope across the stars, go far away and start anew in an untouched universe where prejudice could not harm them. Her hearts beating like a drum she strode across to Raema, hoping to mask her anxiety with feigned confidence.
"Hey Raem." she started. Raema turned and regarded Psalk, while her face did betray any particular sense of irritation, her shifting body language suggested a sense of impatient expectation. Psalk awkwardly waited for a response. She struggled to know exactly where to go from here; when she had rehearsed this in her head Raema was always chatty and casual and pleased to see her. She now realised that that had been wishful thinking. "Raem do you want to go out sometime?" as she waited for her love to respond she believed that this moment was the worst of her life. She was however proved wrong when Raema laughed in her face.
"What?" Psalk demanded, her multitude of eyes welling up with tears. "Do you have any idea who I am? Do you have any concept of how much I'd have to give up just to be seen with you? You should be flattered!"
"You jalx really do think you can just have whatever and whoever you want don't you?" Raema said icily. "Run on back to mommy and daddy princess. I'm sure they'll buy you something nice and you'll soon recover from the scorn of being rebuked by one of the lower class like me."
Suddenly Psalk found herself seated at a wooden desk with a gavel in her hand a crowd of weird aliens, the like of which she had never met before, chanting the word I. The gavel slammed down against the block simply by momentum, the sound causing the gibbering lizards to stop and stare at her expectantly. Her eyes streamed with indignant tears, still stinging from Raema's callous remarks.
"What?!" she demanded. "What do you all want from me?"
"I think you're taking a vote?" suggested a human uncertainly. The human in question was inexplicably surrounded by plants growing from every available surface. A raven perched on his head and there was a snake coiled around his neck.
"What for?" she further demanded.
"I... don't know." He said, scratching at his head.
"Whatever. Motion carried!" she sobbed. "I just want to go home!"
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