02 (video)

[goldfoot]

[She looks squarely at the camera. A very nonhuman face: gold fur, slitted eyes, and four large pointed ears. There seems to be some recent damage with small scrapes, the larger ones covered by bandages.] My appearance. Do you feel fear? Of unfamiliarity, or recognition.

If it is the former, then you need not tell me.

[A pause, as she seems unsure about the next topic. Her speech is slower, cautious and reserved.] Many species, many homeworlds. Many opportunities. My search is ongoing.

What is… expected of your species? Your gender. Your— caste. Your role, by design. Do you fulfill it, or do you rebel?

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[goldfoot]

Adulthood embracing of gender norms? Not uncommon.

[inafadingcrown]

It was less a concision choice and more a calming of my spirit, but, no, I suppose such things are not uncommon.

[goldfoot]

Yes. As was expected of you? [She doesn't sound impressed]

[inafadingcrown]

[Good thing she's not really trying to impress.] I suppose so.

What I mean to say is simply this: though my life has led me to fulfill some of the expectations placed upon me of old, it might easily have been otherwise, had I chosen differently. Each, I think, must choose his own path and there is no shame in a more unusual journey, so long as it is also an honorable one.

[goldfoot]

[hum] Honor in whose eyes?

[inafadingcrown]

[That actually gives her pause. She has very definite views on what is honorable and what is not and it takes her a moment to think that it's not universal.]

I suppose that would depend on whose judgement you value.