Lupus In Fabula

[Reeves]

With a smirk on his face, Damien joined his companion at the table. "Cattle always seem to gather in herds. Protects them from predators, or so they'd be inclined to believe. But I'm willing to wager you that every silk suited waste of space here dreams that they are the predators in that equation." His eyes were momentarily cast down at the wide range of food and drink on offer, and then back at the crowd, holding within them deep seated contempt.

In the world he came from, these people were considered of a lesser sort, their value to society considered negligible. They created nothing, and perhaps more importantly stood for nothing. Their lives an endless pursuit of new and convoluted ways to lionize themselves. "I remember why I left." Although a brief statement, it gave a lifetime of insight into how he truly felt about this place and its people.

Perhaps in some ways he had grown to resent these people for the same reasons the Xenos did, even if by an entirely different course of life experiences.

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