[solo] New City, Old Prejudice

[Ethan]

50th of Summer, A.V. Mirahil Pass, Midday They think I'm a child... He thought bitterly as he was given his first assignment. To his surprise no one had argued with a Kelvic being added to their ranks. Several had been admitted in their history. So Ethan's hopes for this city being different from the rest had risen dramatically. That perhaps he wouldn't be constantly reminded of his disadvantages. Unfortunately he was wrong and those hopes were dashed to pieces. A new city, true, and very enlightened. But beneath the glossy shine were tiny spots of rust. An air of superiority amongst certain citizens. Not simply because of race or wealth, but education. In ways it was even worse than the hatred fueled by ignorance so common in the people of Sylira. It was condescending, but in a subtle way. Every word seemed to question your intelligence and ability to grasp a concept. He hardly noticed it his first few weeks in the city. But soon he began to taste it in the air, especially when applying for the Wage Guard. He made sure to study the Aura's of his higher ups when they talked to other Human recruits and then to him. Words and expressions could hide a lot. But the soul never lied. They regarded him as some curious creature, a tool to be used in specific situations, an experiment. But he suffered through their insolence. It was his duty now, to protect the city. And he would be damned if he let some pretentious Human scum drive him away from what he chose to do. He thanked his commander graciously for the task and made sure every word reeked of forced pleasantries. Letting them know he could play their word games just as well as they could.