Anger
Emily slams into the Nexus, her face creased with anger as she curses sulfurously in a language of clicks and squeaks that is nothing human. Still raging, she slams her fist into the base of the sign, and then hisses as something snaps.
"Slagging PIT," she says in English, then takes several deep breaths as she glowers around in a mixture of rage and hurt. "A being gives his very life to save a slag-sucking scab of an organic world, and what does he get in payment? Arrested, tried, and put into jail because the idiot whose fleshling shell he now inhabits hit a cowardly #$%#@$#@ who was too STUPID to defend herself till he himself was helpless and harmless. And now I am without the being I have come to love, and the child we created together. Tell me, Nexus, WHERE IS THE SLAGGING JUSTICE IN THAT??"
She stands there, chest heaving and fists clenched, and it nearly seems that something other than a human woman is glowering through her dark eyes.
"Slagging PIT," she says in English, then takes several deep breaths as she glowers around in a mixture of rage and hurt. "A being gives his very life to save a slag-sucking scab of an organic world, and what does he get in payment? Arrested, tried, and put into jail because the idiot whose fleshling shell he now inhabits hit a cowardly #$%#@$#@ who was too STUPID to defend herself till he himself was helpless and harmless. And now I am without the being I have come to love, and the child we created together. Tell me, Nexus, WHERE IS THE SLAGGING JUSTICE IN THAT??"
She stands there, chest heaving and fists clenched, and it nearly seems that something other than a human woman is glowering through her dark eyes.