Fierce words and anger boiled her Fremen blood. To name ones' master was but to wear its leash. In her mind the voices screamed for vengeance, except one...
In her mind one presence pushed to the front of her consciousness, silencing the other around him, his bulky visage appearing faintly in Alia's vision, floating just across the table.
Oh granddaughter, force won't work with this Bene Gesserit whore... and she could teach us so much... let this little one live, appeal to her maternal Bene gesserit nature, learn what you need from her. After all, some where, she knows where the spice is...
Why where his words so calming? They extinguished the fire in her fury, and melted it away. He was right of course.
With one last fierce flash of her eyes, Alia gave up the fight.
" I a 'saint' and you a 'mother', let's not let titles of the past drive us so far apart now. Forgive me." Her pride singled a little as she feigned surrender, lowering her head appearing perfectly innocent. "Until I understand this place better i hope that you will have the mercy to guide me in this new terrain." She bowed her head in a motion of respect and waited for an answer.
In her mind her grandfather's fat finger stroked her hair, calming her, whispering plans into her ear till he disappeared back into the whirling vortex of her mind.
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Date: 2009-11-30 04:37 am (UTC)In her mind the voices screamed for vengeance, except one...
In her mind one presence pushed to the front of her consciousness, silencing the other around him, his bulky visage appearing faintly in Alia's vision, floating just across the table.
Oh granddaughter, force won't work with this Bene Gesserit whore... and she could teach us so much... let this little one live, appeal to her maternal Bene gesserit nature, learn what you need from her. After all, some where, she knows where the spice is...
Why where his words so calming? They extinguished the fire in her fury, and melted it away. He was right of course.
With one last fierce flash of her eyes, Alia gave up the fight.
" I a 'saint' and you a 'mother', let's not let titles of the past drive us so far apart now. Forgive me." Her pride singled a little as she feigned surrender, lowering her head appearing perfectly innocent.
"Until I understand this place better i hope that you will have the mercy to guide me in this new terrain." She bowed her head in a motion of respect and waited for an answer.
In her mind her grandfather's fat finger stroked her hair, calming her, whispering plans into her ear till he disappeared back into the whirling vortex of her mind.