"--not my fault she can't get her kid not to be a spoiled brat--kids got shot for stuff like that when I grew up--"
That kid would never really appreciate what he had. He'd never want for anything, he'd have his mummy fawning over him, and maybe his daddy too, while he got to grow up in a world like this, with sunshine, and trees, and museums. Without knowing what it was like to starve all the time, without wondering if maybe he should take up the offer of that pervo down the lane for just a little bit of food, a pound for an hour of pounding.
The kid could go to a ballpark and see an actual baseball game there, instead of the Drago-Katsoff crucifying someone in the cheap seats.
People not appreciating what they had irked him, because he was give up his right arm--well, his left--to have grown up with Earth like this, advanced technology or no.
He was grumbling under his breath all the over to the main flight deck, but he calmed down a little as he walked over to the aircraft, sucking in air through his teeth.
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Date: 2005-11-21 08:30 pm (UTC)That kid would never really appreciate what he had. He'd never want for anything, he'd have his mummy fawning over him, and maybe his daddy too, while he got to grow up in a world like this, with sunshine, and trees, and museums. Without knowing what it was like to starve all the time, without wondering if maybe he should take up the offer of that pervo down the lane for just a little bit of food, a pound for an hour of pounding.
The kid could go to a ballpark and see an actual baseball game there, instead of the Drago-Katsoff crucifying someone in the cheap seats.
People not appreciating what they had irked him, because he was give up his right arm--well, his left--to have grown up with Earth like this, advanced technology or no.
He was grumbling under his breath all the over to the main flight deck, but he calmed down a little as he walked over to the aircraft, sucking in air through his teeth.
"Ooooh, shiny."