01-09-2017, 10:39 PM
I warned you. I gave you simple demands, and you threw my words by the wayside. You should have known from the last time that I was not a woman to be trifled with. All it takes is just the right group of friends, and anything is possible.
Anything, including genocide. You and your pacifistic ways are sickening. You do not deserve to share the same galaxy as myself, or the rest of the Core. People with ambition are the ones that deserve to hold the stars in our grasp, and to crush the life from them as we see fit. You allow petty squabbles to influence your government, your life, failing to see the bigger picture. You concern yourselves with the rights of others, with the rights of "people" that barely fit the term. "People" that are content with their lot in life, content with scrubbing plasma conduits, or cleaning floors, or working in some god-forsaken mining field.
You are worthless, and I will see that your lives are snuffed out as slowly, and brutally, as I can. I'd rather share Sirius with the Nomads than with the likes of you.
Filth.