B e l o w Z e r o
closing the goddamn door?!"
no, it's much better to face these kinds of things
with a sense of poise and rationality
Bel didn't know what to think.
The stallion before her, taking the lead of this realm, this court, these people wasn't Rhone. And while that sat wrong, that she was going to be addressed by someone else, the crowd was her true irritants. She might not know what to expect, but even she knew that a Triton deserved respect, deserved backing. And these voices, hiding in the crowd were more than a little annoying. She didn't even hesitate, her voice ringing out above the whispering, accusatory, angry, irritated, "Shut the hell up, you're all acting like a bunch of whiny tadpoles! So he's not Rhone, we get that, but why don't you all give the stallion a chance to speak up before you condemn him from where he started, yeah? So shut up. Let him talk. And then, speak to him directly, don't pretend you're whispering behind his back! We're Terrastellans, I thought we had more care and compassion for each other than this!" She snapped, using her magic to alter the water content in the air, so her voice carried farther and through the whole crowd.
Only then did she dip her head to Liam.
He might not be Rhone, but . . . he was familiar now. And while she might not know how to take the exchange, she wasn't going to let him be ran off before he could even be coorinated. She was a Battlemage after all, and she'd defend Terrastella, as well as their Sovereign until her magic gave out if need be, even if it was defending Liam from the Court he intended to rule. Thankfully he then moved forward, speaking of knowing they likely wouldn't expect it to be him at the forefront. His words about Rhone did help aid in her concern of course, and she let some of her own tension dissolve like sugar in water. And she did have to agree that the Court had been too quite.
She'd complained about that to him, not too long ago.
But this was still so, so odd. She did nod along to his words though, that he'd rebuild the court, make it stronger. And that he had previous ruling experience wasn't nothing to scoff of as well. But could he do what he really said he wanted to. He continued to speak, Bel listening with the others, her fins almost flat against her back, carefully considering every word he spoke. From his personal story as a pup, to his intentions on working with them, all of them to do better for Dusk. He fell quiet, asking for others to approach, take up command in the council, but she remained silent for a while, before calling out above the crowd once more.
It worked so well the first time after all.
"How do you intend to build this Court back up? What are your plans for Dusk, and her citizens?" She asked, head tilting to the side, but keeping her face calm, and friendly. He might not be Rhone, no, but he'd have an ally in her while he stood up to the crowd, while he took those steps, because writing him off before he could so much as dust off the crown wasn't cool. And she was now curious . . . curious of just what Liam planned to do with Terrastella now that he was standing incharge.
"Bel"
Yukime
@Liam
Notes:: This might have gone differently if that crowd hadn't been so mean in your post. It tugged at her sense of duty.
The stallion before her, taking the lead of this realm, this court, these people wasn't Rhone. And while that sat wrong, that she was going to be addressed by someone else, the crowd was her true irritants. She might not know what to expect, but even she knew that a Triton deserved respect, deserved backing. And these voices, hiding in the crowd were more than a little annoying. She didn't even hesitate, her voice ringing out above the whispering, accusatory, angry, irritated, "Shut the hell up, you're all acting like a bunch of whiny tadpoles! So he's not Rhone, we get that, but why don't you all give the stallion a chance to speak up before you condemn him from where he started, yeah? So shut up. Let him talk. And then, speak to him directly, don't pretend you're whispering behind his back! We're Terrastellans, I thought we had more care and compassion for each other than this!" She snapped, using her magic to alter the water content in the air, so her voice carried farther and through the whole crowd.
Only then did she dip her head to Liam.
He might not be Rhone, but . . . he was familiar now. And while she might not know how to take the exchange, she wasn't going to let him be ran off before he could even be coorinated. She was a Battlemage after all, and she'd defend Terrastella, as well as their Sovereign until her magic gave out if need be, even if it was defending Liam from the Court he intended to rule. Thankfully he then moved forward, speaking of knowing they likely wouldn't expect it to be him at the forefront. His words about Rhone did help aid in her concern of course, and she let some of her own tension dissolve like sugar in water. And she did have to agree that the Court had been too quite.
She'd complained about that to him, not too long ago.
But this was still so, so odd. She did nod along to his words though, that he'd rebuild the court, make it stronger. And that he had previous ruling experience wasn't nothing to scoff of as well. But could he do what he really said he wanted to. He continued to speak, Bel listening with the others, her fins almost flat against her back, carefully considering every word he spoke. From his personal story as a pup, to his intentions on working with them, all of them to do better for Dusk. He fell quiet, asking for others to approach, take up command in the council, but she remained silent for a while, before calling out above the crowd once more.
It worked so well the first time after all.
"How do you intend to build this Court back up? What are your plans for Dusk, and her citizens?" She asked, head tilting to the side, but keeping her face calm, and friendly. He might not be Rhone, no, but he'd have an ally in her while he stood up to the crowd, while he took those steps, because writing him off before he could so much as dust off the crown wasn't cool. And she was now curious . . . curious of just what Liam planned to do with Terrastella now that he was standing incharge.
"Bel"
Yukime
@Liam
Notes:: This might have gone differently if that crowd hadn't been so mean in your post. It tugged at her sense of duty.
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