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Sazann Ricida is upset. Actually, she's pissed.
This is not new. Zann is usually pissed about something or other, but she's particularly pissed at the moment. A baby just got Harrowed. That isn't right. If somebody should get Harrowed early, it should be her, everybody knows she's the best at fire and that's the only thing that really matters anyway and she's already thirteen that's almost old enough and this little baby is eleven. Fucking mages. Fucking mages, fucking templars, fucking human bastards.
She bets the girl is human too. Fucking humans. Elves deserve to be discriminating against them, elves are better. See how those apes like living in alienages. Things'll be different when she's Queen.
She goes to confront the dumb asshole baby. She perches on the foot of her bed and waits for her to return from her post-Harrowing party. Show her what's what.
missnicegirl
Metella escapes her post-Harrowing party almost immediately and returns to her room. She is still kind of annoyed about the Harrowing and not at all in the mood to celebrate.
She looks at the person perched on her bed.
She says, "Hello."
She looks at the person perched on her bed.
She says, "Hello."
"How come you get to get Harrowed when you're a baby and shit?" snaps Zann, jumping down onto the floor. (She's actually quite a bit shorter than Metella. Malnourished elves tend to be even smaller than the regular type, who would have known. But she looks like she would willingly punch an Old God in the balls, shortness aside.)
missnicegirl
"I'm not a baby. I just turned eleven," she says. "And I think they probably gave me my Harrowing because I've already passed all the earlier tests and waiting another year would be pointless."
"Oh, come on, eleven's babies. And I passed all their tests too, the tests that weren't about boring shit like magic serving man and all that. But everybody knows I can do fire for days and hex someone until his bones are rubber. So why're you special? How come you're the one who gets to rocket past everybody when I'm stuck kissing up to the fucking sisters? 'Cause you're human?"
missnicegirl
"Lots of students here are human and they don't get Harrowed when they're eleven," she points out reasonably. "Maybe they want you to learn the boring things too."
"Yeah, but they're morons," explains Zann. "I'm not a moron and you're not a moron but only one of us is getting Harrowed early. And I know they want me to learn the boring shit, but it's awful and I hate them. I mean, all this Chantry shit about magic serving man, they just use that as an excuse to cull us every time some jackasshole steps out of line, you know? And Irving's too busy kissing Templar ass to even pretend there's anything wrong with it. It makes me sick."
missnicegirl
"If you talk like this to adults I think I can guess why you haven't been Harrowed yet," Metella remarks.
Zann hisses. "I don't talk like this to them, you think I'm fucking stupid? ...Most of the time I don't talk like this to them. It's just, they're awful and they're racist fucks and they're so cowardly they lock away the most powerful magic we've got and they make me so angry!"
The temperature has started rising. Zann breaks off to do some level breathing. "They piss me off, is what I'm saying. But I try not to say this shit where they can hear."
The temperature has started rising. Zann breaks off to do some level breathing. "They piss me off, is what I'm saying. But I try not to say this shit where they can hear."
missnicegirl
"They annoy me too, but I have a lot of practice not letting things get to me. If I lost my temper as easily as you do, this tower might not still be standing."
Zann snorts. "You don't want to get in this pissing contest with me, kid. You weren't here the one time I actually lost my temper, but if you've ever been around the north wing, you might notice that a few of the walls look newer than the rest. That'd be me melting them into glass and blowing it halfway to the Pretty Princess across the lake. A shard actually made it all the way over. It was very impressive."
missnicegirl
"I'm not proud that I can bring down the tower, I'm proud that I haven't done it," she says. "Learning how not to get angry when it isn't time to get angry is important."
"I tremble before your ability to not do shit, I'm sure."
missnicegirl
"Did you want something or did you just come here to be rude to me?"
"Mostly the latter. You're not that bad, though. Which is terrible."
"I'm confused about your definition of 'rude'. I stopped being rude to you a while ago."
"Huh. It was obvious to me. Anyway, wanna be friends?"
Zann hops back up to perch on the foot of the bed. "You mentioned you're not fond of the Chantry's brainwashing shit, right?"
This gets a sharp grin from Zann. "Yeah! That's what I'm talking about. You have your head on right, kid. You got a name?"
"I'm Sazann. I like Zann, though. Nice to meet you," she says, standing up from her crouch into a bow. (She then re-perches.)