04-09-2018, 05:21 AM
"Truthfully it is an ignorance you cannot afford to have. Since you head the Consulate of Channelers, not of men."
She spoke bluntly, but without any intended malice.
"The only other woman I have met is Evelyn Avalon. We did not speak of it, but it doesn't seem to me that she attributes her blessings from God to an angry writhing power one must wrestle into submission."
He could have watched any number of her interviews on the subject and catalysed the same question. Five minutes in the woman's company would have done the same thing. Given both his resources and position, he had even less excuse for his ignorance, and since she didn't assume him to be ignorant, she suspected him to be playing for her favour with a little humble charm, perhaps meant to help welcome him into her confidences.
Natalie wasn't a woman swayed by compliments, and in this instance what he appeared to want was something she was willing to give. Her fingers grazed the keys, the hum of the last notes long since dead. "I can only tell you what it feels like to me; it's not a power that responds to force. In fact, what it's not is an interesting question. This gift is not a weapon. The men who wield it are not commodities. That would be a good start, I think."
She gestured that he was free to peruse the writing on the datapad, if he wished; they were rough and fragmented notes for now, just a scattering of seeds. "I have no intention of hoarding my findings. On the contrary, I am here to demand you take notice."
She spoke bluntly, but without any intended malice.
"The only other woman I have met is Evelyn Avalon. We did not speak of it, but it doesn't seem to me that she attributes her blessings from God to an angry writhing power one must wrestle into submission."
He could have watched any number of her interviews on the subject and catalysed the same question. Five minutes in the woman's company would have done the same thing. Given both his resources and position, he had even less excuse for his ignorance, and since she didn't assume him to be ignorant, she suspected him to be playing for her favour with a little humble charm, perhaps meant to help welcome him into her confidences.
Natalie wasn't a woman swayed by compliments, and in this instance what he appeared to want was something she was willing to give. Her fingers grazed the keys, the hum of the last notes long since dead. "I can only tell you what it feels like to me; it's not a power that responds to force. In fact, what it's not is an interesting question. This gift is not a weapon. The men who wield it are not commodities. That would be a good start, I think."
She gestured that he was free to peruse the writing on the datapad, if he wished; they were rough and fragmented notes for now, just a scattering of seeds. "I have no intention of hoarding my findings. On the contrary, I am here to demand you take notice."