2014-11-26
I didn’t have time to more than wander off the ship before I not only met a couple of new faces, but ended up having to get to work at once. Sadly, it was the old fisherman. He’d gotten himself arrested and was complaining about his time spent in the cell. I saw no harm in letting him out, but he got nasty quickly. After disarming Bishop and threatening to burn the boy, who escaped with use of his runes, I had to face the man. He refused to stand down and didn’t hold back. I tried to just subdue him, but it soon enough became clear that he was looking to die. He didn’t even take the offer to just walk off and never return and I offered him to at least twice. Fucking bastard. Yes, after a few minutes of fighting I killed him. There’s a lot of buts or what-ifs, but in the end if he was going to have someone kill him and would stop for nothing it may as well have been me. I ran him through and offered to make it quick, but he declined. Not much to do when a man's dying than to let him have his way.
I’ve left town for a few days now to meditate and think. I’m unsure how the situation’s best handled. And I’ve felt upset. What happened brings back memories. I wish I’d never been used in that way and I hate that it’s happened again.
I returned to town. There’s still a lot of work to do, including handling the man’s, Gilbert’s, last wish. As I’ve just returned from the Mainland there’s a lot to wrap my head around on top of the fact I need to figure how and/or when I’ll pay for what I did. So far, I’ve not ran into any reasonable person to discuss it with. There was this one girl that saw it all, a young Ko’ban woman named Hara, that came to my office. For wanting to get to know me she sure went full out with the harassments. I’ve understood she doesn’t like me at all, but one can’t please everyone. I believe her dislike comes from more than just what she witnessed me do, she in general appear to not like me from start. All from my person down to my age. She’s however a carpenter and those we need.
Two other new residents in town are Jane, a little girl, and Cyn. I’m yet to run into either again, I met the two when I wandered of the ship the day I returned.
I had a word with Chathra and she’s helped me see a few more things regarding the situation. It’s true what I told Hara; we’re in such trouble now it’s a bad idea to stop me from working. However, it doesn’t mean I can’t try to balance both a punishment and my work.
At first, I let Victor know that I’ll stay in a cell and get out under watch if needed. I can still work in there after all. Victor however wasn’t fond of the idea that I should be punished at all and even asked to be made guard captain in the process. He can’t have possibly thought I’d not see that it’d have been to use the position, I won’t have that. It’d be bad on all of us. Instead he convinced me it’s better I work the fields to help him out, which is a good idea, but I was reluctant to let it stay at that and not sleep in the cell. He however feared I’d ruin my back and knees if I sleep there which I suppose I found so thoughtful I decided to give in to his will. It’ll be my arrest for now till the rest of the guard come to an agreement if something else should be done.
I didn’t have time to more than wander off the ship before I not only met a couple of new faces, but ended up having to get to work at once. Sadly, it was the old fisherman. He’d gotten himself arrested and was complaining about his time spent in the cell. I saw no harm in letting him out, but he got nasty quickly. After disarming Bishop and threatening to burn the boy, who escaped with use of his runes, I had to face the man. He refused to stand down and didn’t hold back. I tried to just subdue him, but it soon enough became clear that he was looking to die. He didn’t even take the offer to just walk off and never return and I offered him to at least twice. Fucking bastard. Yes, after a few minutes of fighting I killed him. There’s a lot of buts or what-ifs, but in the end if he was going to have someone kill him and would stop for nothing it may as well have been me. I ran him through and offered to make it quick, but he declined. Not much to do when a man's dying than to let him have his way.
I’ve left town for a few days now to meditate and think. I’m unsure how the situation’s best handled. And I’ve felt upset. What happened brings back memories. I wish I’d never been used in that way and I hate that it’s happened again.
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I returned to town. There’s still a lot of work to do, including handling the man’s, Gilbert’s, last wish. As I’ve just returned from the Mainland there’s a lot to wrap my head around on top of the fact I need to figure how and/or when I’ll pay for what I did. So far, I’ve not ran into any reasonable person to discuss it with. There was this one girl that saw it all, a young Ko’ban woman named Hara, that came to my office. For wanting to get to know me she sure went full out with the harassments. I’ve understood she doesn’t like me at all, but one can’t please everyone. I believe her dislike comes from more than just what she witnessed me do, she in general appear to not like me from start. All from my person down to my age. She’s however a carpenter and those we need.
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Two other new residents in town are Jane, a little girl, and Cyn. I’m yet to run into either again, I met the two when I wandered of the ship the day I returned.
I had a word with Chathra and she’s helped me see a few more things regarding the situation. It’s true what I told Hara; we’re in such trouble now it’s a bad idea to stop me from working. However, it doesn’t mean I can’t try to balance both a punishment and my work.
At first, I let Victor know that I’ll stay in a cell and get out under watch if needed. I can still work in there after all. Victor however wasn’t fond of the idea that I should be punished at all and even asked to be made guard captain in the process. He can’t have possibly thought I’d not see that it’d have been to use the position, I won’t have that. It’d be bad on all of us. Instead he convinced me it’s better I work the fields to help him out, which is a good idea, but I was reluctant to let it stay at that and not sleep in the cell. He however feared I’d ruin my back and knees if I sleep there which I suppose I found so thoughtful I decided to give in to his will. It’ll be my arrest for now till the rest of the guard come to an agreement if something else should be done.
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