[Drabble]
Player: emilyyousay
Subject: Azula
Table: A
Prompt: 011- Superstition
The gods of the community spark Azula's distaste and contempt without her even needing to speak to them. She isn't religious. Before coming to the community, she didn't even really believe in them. They didn't occupy her thoughts, and there's really no reason for them to do so now (she doesn't fear them, she doesn't find them fascinating, she doesn't even really talk to them if she can help it). But one thing bothers her more than anything else, and she can barely even look at one of their posts without feeling a tinge of disgust. She may be good at hiding it, but it's always there.
Azula was born into royalty, but she wasn't born into power. If she had been lazy-- or weak, or stupid, or easily distracted from her goals, or any number of things-- she wouldn't be where she is today, no matter who her father was. From a very young age, she trained diligently-- in firebending, in her schooling, in military history and tactics, in leadership skills. She can hardly remember a time when she wasn't preparing to rule. But these gods? She doesn't know for sure, of course, but from the way some of them act, she gets the impression that they've never really had to try to obtain anything. They're all-powerful, and they don't even have to work for it.
Azula hates the gods.
Subject: Azula
Table: A
Prompt: 011- Superstition
The gods of the community spark Azula's distaste and contempt without her even needing to speak to them. She isn't religious. Before coming to the community, she didn't even really believe in them. They didn't occupy her thoughts, and there's really no reason for them to do so now (she doesn't fear them, she doesn't find them fascinating, she doesn't even really talk to them if she can help it). But one thing bothers her more than anything else, and she can barely even look at one of their posts without feeling a tinge of disgust. She may be good at hiding it, but it's always there.
Azula was born into royalty, but she wasn't born into power. If she had been lazy-- or weak, or stupid, or easily distracted from her goals, or any number of things-- she wouldn't be where she is today, no matter who her father was. From a very young age, she trained diligently-- in firebending, in her schooling, in military history and tactics, in leadership skills. She can hardly remember a time when she wasn't preparing to rule. But these gods? She doesn't know for sure, of course, but from the way some of them act, she gets the impression that they've never really had to try to obtain anything. They're all-powerful, and they don't even have to work for it.
Azula hates the gods.