The Hero
"I can be a hero!"
"Excuse me?" Roger looked Lauren, the would be hero, up and down. Her dark eyes were shining with passion, a strand of dark hair had fallen in front of her eyes and Rogers hand itched to put it back into the thong tying up the dark locks. "Women are not heroes. Not fighters even, which heroes need to be."
"Women can be just what they like, same as men!" This was a point in which Lauren believed most profoundly. "And, for your information, a hero doesn't have to be a fighter."
"Fighters are heroes, same as heroes are fighters."
"So you wouldn't call someone who had saved hundreds of lives a hero?" Roger was really steaming her up.
"Yes, if during battle, but healing is cowardice."
Lauren was speechless.
Roger raised his eyebrows, for this was the first time in his life, he had seen his cousin speechless.
"Nothing to say?" He remarked
"I have so much to say," She barked, "That there is a queue forming in my throat! Cowardice is refusing to help another for your own sake; cowardice is running in the opposite direction when you see a problem that you can solve. Cowardice is when you see an easy way out for yourself and take it, with no thought of the consequences to others!"
"So you want to be a healer?" asked Roger, annoyingly calm.
"No, I don't want to be a healer. But that doesn't mean I don't have great respect for those who work in that profession, and save lives almost every day of their own!"
"So if you could be a man, what would you be? A knight? You're not noble enough. A soldier? Your not strong enough."
"I want to do whatever is in my power to help others, regardless of my own peril! I want to make a difference to peoples lives in a way that will make them happy!"
"No doubt you will make a good butcher? Or maybe a baker?" Roger replied his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"I want to show people that they can do whatever they want to, regardless of the thoughts of stupid, sexist cowards!" With this last remark still ringing in the air, Lauren stormed out of the room.
Roger smiled. Good, his plan to get Lauren going on her way to being one of the best heroes on this side of the sun had worked. But whether she would ever say a civil word to him again was an entirely different matter. Still, it was for the good of others, he supposed.
"I can be a hero!"
"Excuse me?" Roger looked Lauren, the would be hero, up and down. Her dark eyes were shining with passion, a strand of dark hair had fallen in front of her eyes and Rogers hand itched to put it back into the thong tying up the dark locks. "Women are not heroes. Not fighters even, which heroes need to be."
"Women can be just what they like, same as men!" This was a point in which Lauren believed most profoundly. "And, for your information, a hero doesn't have to be a fighter."
"Fighters are heroes, same as heroes are fighters."
"So you wouldn't call someone who had saved hundreds of lives a hero?" Roger was really steaming her up.
"Yes, if during battle, but healing is cowardice."
Lauren was speechless.
Roger raised his eyebrows, for this was the first time in his life, he had seen his cousin speechless.
"Nothing to say?" He remarked
"I have so much to say," She barked, "That there is a queue forming in my throat! Cowardice is refusing to help another for your own sake; cowardice is running in the opposite direction when you see a problem that you can solve. Cowardice is when you see an easy way out for yourself and take it, with no thought of the consequences to others!"
"So you want to be a healer?" asked Roger, annoyingly calm.
"No, I don't want to be a healer. But that doesn't mean I don't have great respect for those who work in that profession, and save lives almost every day of their own!"
"So if you could be a man, what would you be? A knight? You're not noble enough. A soldier? Your not strong enough."
"I want to do whatever is in my power to help others, regardless of my own peril! I want to make a difference to peoples lives in a way that will make them happy!"
"No doubt you will make a good butcher? Or maybe a baker?" Roger replied his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"I want to show people that they can do whatever they want to, regardless of the thoughts of stupid, sexist cowards!" With this last remark still ringing in the air, Lauren stormed out of the room.
Roger smiled. Good, his plan to get Lauren going on her way to being one of the best heroes on this side of the sun had worked. But whether she would ever say a civil word to him again was an entirely different matter. Still, it was for the good of others, he supposed.