"Yes! Good job, Rae! That was awesome!"
Now that was how you encouraged. Rae beamed over at the second year, pleased she'd been so taken by her display.
It hadn't been for her to show off, or a means of drawing attention, but she'd gotten it anyway and had to admit it was kinda...nice. The girl could still remember her earlier years. Her wand had been the one that always sputtered, and she could only watch on as more skilled students decimated things during lessons. Her improvement, hard won through much work and practice, had been for herself. She hadn't imagined it would someday make her someone noticed.
It was a good feeling, she decided. "I can show you how sometime, if you'd like."
Until then, the professor was moving the class toward its conclusion.
"But, that often leads to escalation which is when bad things happen.”
Ruth Anaya Elliot was the escalation. She didn't know what Professor Byrne was on about, but if she ever chose to fire at someone, it was already too late for reconciliation.
“We do not always want to completely demolish our target. Sometimes we simply need to incapacitate them so they can do no more harm and they can be apprehended.”
Another false assumption. The professor seemed to project her own desires and intentions onto the class as a whole, forgetting that no two people ever harboured identical motives. She was the perfect example of that. If things got to the point where her wand was drawn and she was slinging spells, her intention was never to 'incapacitate' so that 'they could be apprehended'. Rae wasn't the sort to go looking for fights, but she had no qualms about ending them with fire and blood.
She supposed the woman must've been speaking from the viewpoint of an Auror, or someone with a healthy respect and trust of the MLE. Rae had no desire to be either. The many lives she'd already lived had taught her a simple truth: failing to crush the danger gave it another chance to be dangerous.
Save them for law enforcement. They escape and come find you. What then? Turn them over to law enforcement again? And if the threat weren't a person to be reasoned with but a crazed beast? One that had marked you as easy prey?
The woman was sorely mistaken. Rae liked to make points. She did want to completely demolish anyone who thought to come at her first. Their blood would be on their own hands.
She didn't have questions. All she knew was that threats wouldn't be taken as lightly as the woman suggested they should be. A shield was fine and dandy. A well cast expulso could change entire philosophies.
Now that was how you encouraged. Rae beamed over at the second year, pleased she'd been so taken by her display.
It hadn't been for her to show off, or a means of drawing attention, but she'd gotten it anyway and had to admit it was kinda...nice. The girl could still remember her earlier years. Her wand had been the one that always sputtered, and she could only watch on as more skilled students decimated things during lessons. Her improvement, hard won through much work and practice, had been for herself. She hadn't imagined it would someday make her someone noticed.
It was a good feeling, she decided. "I can show you how sometime, if you'd like."
Until then, the professor was moving the class toward its conclusion.
"But, that often leads to escalation which is when bad things happen.”
Ruth Anaya Elliot was the escalation. She didn't know what Professor Byrne was on about, but if she ever chose to fire at someone, it was already too late for reconciliation.
“We do not always want to completely demolish our target. Sometimes we simply need to incapacitate them so they can do no more harm and they can be apprehended.”
Another false assumption. The professor seemed to project her own desires and intentions onto the class as a whole, forgetting that no two people ever harboured identical motives. She was the perfect example of that. If things got to the point where her wand was drawn and she was slinging spells, her intention was never to 'incapacitate' so that 'they could be apprehended'. Rae wasn't the sort to go looking for fights, but she had no qualms about ending them with fire and blood.
She supposed the woman must've been speaking from the viewpoint of an Auror, or someone with a healthy respect and trust of the MLE. Rae had no desire to be either. The many lives she'd already lived had taught her a simple truth: failing to crush the danger gave it another chance to be dangerous.
Save them for law enforcement. They escape and come find you. What then? Turn them over to law enforcement again? And if the threat weren't a person to be reasoned with but a crazed beast? One that had marked you as easy prey?
The woman was sorely mistaken. Rae liked to make points. She did want to completely demolish anyone who thought to come at her first. Their blood would be on their own hands.
She didn't have questions. All she knew was that threats wouldn't be taken as lightly as the woman suggested they should be. A shield was fine and dandy. A well cast expulso could change entire philosophies.
Verdict is in | everybody's
GUILTY
