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paradisa2012-02-23 06:24 pm
lord_wizard) wrote in paradisa2012-02-23 06:24 pm
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Fourty-seventh labyrinth
[The afternoon finds Felix sitting in the coffee bar outside of the Lux, dressed in a rather ostentatious outfit left over from the castle's Diwali celebration, as if to call attention to himself. He's commandeered a small two-person table topped with a chess board, though the game he's about to play is a little more subtle.
The Peace Patrol meeting was a disaster and everyone in that room knew it. What galled him more was not the lack of any proper decision-making, but the fact that so many people had given up on it. They could disagree with the direction of the conversation all they wanted, but to quit the field before any decision was reached seemed both stupid and cowardly. He could admit he wasn't terribly invested in the fates of the three remaining prisoners, but it irritated him a little that they were sitting down there mostly for no other reason than the fact that nobody knew what to do with them. It was them that put those men down there - so what right did they have to wash their hands of them now?
Felix himself naturally baulked at authority, but that did not mean he didn't see the need for it. Especially here.
He wasn't about to go campaigning, but the question had laid in his mind ever since that day, festering along with his frustration. He picks up the coal-dark king piece, twitching it between his fingers with a sigh. When he speaks, however, it is light and brightly conversational]
Leadership is a funny thing.
There is a lot of talk about the qualities that make a leader - that it is something one is born to do rather than taught. Charisma can go a long way to gathering people to your side, but without the proper backing, such movements are more often rebellions and cults that die out like so many sparks.
Governments, on the other hand, are not so much about the people who make them up but the fact they are simply a more powerful force than any one man. The men and woman that make it up are born to it in the respect that they tend to fall within the appropriate class, and few people tend to question their right to make decisions for the country as a whole. It simply is.
It is always imperfect, but in some respects it is preferable to have a small group of people quarreling amongst themselves for the sake of the people, rather than the entire population doing so themselves. Things get done in this manner.
But such things have to be set in motion, and there I suppose, we are mired too deeply in doubt to ever gain that momentum ourselves.
Were it that we could have such a guiding hand...someone to step and say, 'this is how things will be'? How many of you would prefer such a thing to uncertainty and stagnation?
((Open via journal and in person - come chat or maybe even challenge him to some chess if that is your fancy!))
The Peace Patrol meeting was a disaster and everyone in that room knew it. What galled him more was not the lack of any proper decision-making, but the fact that so many people had given up on it. They could disagree with the direction of the conversation all they wanted, but to quit the field before any decision was reached seemed both stupid and cowardly. He could admit he wasn't terribly invested in the fates of the three remaining prisoners, but it irritated him a little that they were sitting down there mostly for no other reason than the fact that nobody knew what to do with them. It was them that put those men down there - so what right did they have to wash their hands of them now?
Felix himself naturally baulked at authority, but that did not mean he didn't see the need for it. Especially here.
He wasn't about to go campaigning, but the question had laid in his mind ever since that day, festering along with his frustration. He picks up the coal-dark king piece, twitching it between his fingers with a sigh. When he speaks, however, it is light and brightly conversational]
Leadership is a funny thing.
There is a lot of talk about the qualities that make a leader - that it is something one is born to do rather than taught. Charisma can go a long way to gathering people to your side, but without the proper backing, such movements are more often rebellions and cults that die out like so many sparks.
Governments, on the other hand, are not so much about the people who make them up but the fact they are simply a more powerful force than any one man. The men and woman that make it up are born to it in the respect that they tend to fall within the appropriate class, and few people tend to question their right to make decisions for the country as a whole. It simply is.
It is always imperfect, but in some respects it is preferable to have a small group of people quarreling amongst themselves for the sake of the people, rather than the entire population doing so themselves. Things get done in this manner.
But such things have to be set in motion, and there I suppose, we are mired too deeply in doubt to ever gain that momentum ourselves.
Were it that we could have such a guiding hand...someone to step and say, 'this is how things will be'? How many of you would prefer such a thing to uncertainty and stagnation?
((Open via journal and in person - come chat or maybe even challenge him to some chess if that is your fancy!))
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[He was horrified at first, but even though he won't admit it, by the end he couldn't help but get a little attached]
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[Yeah. He wants to go home right now]
And I take it no one's figured out where they go, huh.
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[Words can't properly describe how much he hates the sound of all that. Part of him is tempted to ask around, to find out what happened to these kids, but...he doubts anyone really knows. More than that, he's not expecting any of these people to actually care that much about the kids to think about it all that much- and he's not sure he's willing to listen to that.]
It all sounds pretty freaky, yeah.
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[he sighs] Doesn't really matter to me. I doubt I'll be here much longer.
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Maybe even the castle isn't enough to contain the great Zelos Wilder~!
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Perhaps. One can take only so much greatness at once.
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Yep! And I'm simply far too much for it! So eventually the castle won't be able to take anymore and send me right back!
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Well I want to go home, sure!
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[Kinda funny, calling him dedicated]
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Are you questioning my motives?
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[He's certainly more interested in seeing his brother again than, you know, getting back to the business of becoming an exile.]
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Well considering the task is helping out the world, it's all one and the same, isn't it?
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