Post by Jean-Luc Deveraux on Sept 11, 2014 17:24:59 GMT -5
Jean-Luc's life was one of refined barbarism. In his mind, men were nothing more than civilized animals that only played nice with each other so that they did not end up getting killed. Over time, these rules evolved into concepts known as society, traditions, rules and laws. It was all there to mask the fact that humans were nothing more than violent animals that cared only for themselves. No doubt, certain members of his family, including his late wife, would strongly disagree with his sentiment. Yes, he would reluctantly agree that there was a gentleness and love within humans, but more than often than not... the savage nature won over.
Both Nicholas and Bastien understood the savage will to survive. In Jean-Luc's mind, the men were aware the depths to which humans would go just to keep on crawling for another day, and that had a way of setting a man's priorities. That the Deverauxs give Nicholas a chance to walk, rather than crawl left a heavy mark on the man's mind. Indeed, Jean-Luc would attribute it to something akin to a debt. Men always paid their debts in the end, whether they wanted to or not. Bastien was not all that different given what he went through in the Rohari desert. They were men, they were warriors, but more importantly they were survivors. They were men that had no desire to impart that suffering onto the innocents, onto their precious charges.
When Nicolette gazed at him, Jean-Luc's face remained impassive against the display that was put before him. Jean-Luc viewed it as a necessity, not necessarily one he looked forward to seeing. The price of savagery was heavy on the soul.
Nicholas Miller, @bastiencorteo, Nicolette Deveraux
Both Nicholas and Bastien understood the savage will to survive. In Jean-Luc's mind, the men were aware the depths to which humans would go just to keep on crawling for another day, and that had a way of setting a man's priorities. That the Deverauxs give Nicholas a chance to walk, rather than crawl left a heavy mark on the man's mind. Indeed, Jean-Luc would attribute it to something akin to a debt. Men always paid their debts in the end, whether they wanted to or not. Bastien was not all that different given what he went through in the Rohari desert. They were men, they were warriors, but more importantly they were survivors. They were men that had no desire to impart that suffering onto the innocents, onto their precious charges.
When Nicolette gazed at him, Jean-Luc's face remained impassive against the display that was put before him. Jean-Luc viewed it as a necessity, not necessarily one he looked forward to seeing. The price of savagery was heavy on the soul.
Nicholas Miller, @bastiencorteo, Nicolette Deveraux