It's stupid, but they think that just because she's a woman she should somehow be gentle. Feminine. Caring. Have they forgotten what they all are?
She's already had the lecture - about how they've lost their hearts, have no feelings, aren't real any more. How they're going to get their hearts back. The Elders are very proud of their standing as scientists, for all that they're apparently the ones who created this mess, yet they can't seem to get past their own ideas of what a woman is supposed to be.
Xemnas was the one who asked her if she knew anything about healing. He seemed to think that, as a woman, of course she'd know how to take care of the sick and injured.
Only, Larxene retorted, if he wanted them put out of her misery.
Larxene is glad she wasn't born in their world. Her own was stifling enough.
She takes pride in her appearance, but that's because it's hers. And because men will get stupid over how a woman looks. Larxene has never been one to turn down power when it's offered to her. But being a Nobody has given her power she never could have imagined.
The lightning is everything she's ever dreamed of being. It's beautiful, and fast, and wild, barely under control. Almost blinding in its brilliance. Dangerous. Gloriously destructive.
Lightning
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It's stupid, but they think that just because she's a woman she should somehow be gentle. Feminine. Caring. Have they forgotten what they all are?
She's already had the lecture - about how they've lost their hearts, have no feelings, aren't real any more. How they're going to get their hearts back. The Elders are very proud of their standing as scientists, for all that they're apparently the ones who created this mess, yet they can't seem to get past their own ideas of what a woman is supposed to be.
Xemnas was the one who asked her if she knew anything about healing. He seemed to think that, as a woman, of course she'd know how to take care of the sick and injured.
Only, Larxene retorted, if he wanted them put out of her misery.
Larxene is glad she wasn't born in their world. Her own was stifling enough.
She takes pride in her appearance, but that's because it's hers. And because men will get stupid over how a woman looks. Larxene has never been one to turn down power when it's offered to her. But being a Nobody has given her power she never could have imagined.
The lightning is everything she's ever dreamed of being. It's beautiful, and fast, and wild, barely under control. Almost blinding in its brilliance. Dangerous. Gloriously destructive.
And it's hers.