by Nayt on Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:50 pm
"I . . ." Akizets looked to Eld, wet her lips, and nodded quietly.
It was a bit of exposition on her part, but with just Eld by her side, she really didn't mind telling him about it. He was probably going to find out from Toushikyo later, anyways, and Toushikyo would've probably painted Akizets to be some sort of horrible person.
"Tou's in the militia now, Reru's gonna be a cabin boy in a year, and . . ." Akizets sighed, "'Cause of that, daddy expects me to know what I wanna do with my life."
The latter part was news, but the former was not. Toushikyo managed to get into the Hillcrest militia just a couple of months ago, and was currently going through training. He was doing well, according to his family. He was doing eerily well according to the other trainees. He kind of frightened them, in fact. Oboreru, on the other hand, didn't fancy himself a warrior, police officer, investigator, or any such sort that the militia trained you to be. Instead, he wanted to be as close to the water as possible--and what better way than to become a sailor?
"But I'm just a kid and I'm not like Tou or Reru. I dunno what I wanna do with my life. And . . . and I really don't wanna just go into something that I'm gonna hate forever," she sighed again. "Daddy started talking about it at dinner, and I kept saying stuff like that and everyone pretty much was on his side. Mom just kept saying stuff like 'we just want you to be happy,' but everyone was pretty much yelling at me, and they wouldn't let me go to my room . . . And I started crying, but they didn't drop it, and I started yelling back, so daddy yelled at me, and . . ."
Which for anyone other than Akizetsumei, that probably would have been terrifying. Anyone else in the village would've feared for their life. It was more shocking to Akizets than anything else, though; her father never raised his voice to her or anyone else, but he just outright yelled at her.
". . . I yelled at them, um . . . th-that," she bit her lower lip at the thought and hesitated to say it--more than enough proof that she felt really bad about that, "That I hated them, and ran out."