triplett: (o rly)
triplett ([personal profile] triplett) wrote in [community profile] checkingout 2015-05-13 04:09 am (UTC)

She might have kept a brave face but his eyes couldn't help soften with sadness at what he'd been told. Trip could only imagine the devastation for an entire race to be wiped out. It was something that should never happen. He knew full well the genocide that man was capable of but rare were entire cultures or ethnicities extinct and this was an entire planet of beings.

However, he didn't show pity. Gamora deserved better. She carried herself with strength that was to be respected and admired. He felt awed again but showed it with reverence in his gaze instead of appearing dumbfounded again. "I'm real sorry to hear that. The Earth has had it's share of wiping out entire cultures--different people within different parts of the planet--all out of ignorance. It's nothing I've been faced with but my family has."

His granddad saw the concentration camps during World War II. His grandmother had stories that went back in generations to the days of slavery and how some Native American tribes were systematically wiped out. Trip tried to keep a positive outlook but was well versed in the atrocities of mankind. "You just get more and more amazing by the minute," he offered with an encouraged smile. "This place doesn't know what it's up against!"

He decided to give her a break on his questions. "I'm gonna head up now. I'll send you a message soon as I get settled or come across anything worth sharing. Find me or contact me any time. ...This place might be really strange but something good came out of it for me," he concluded with a genuine grin while starting to walk toward the stairwell. "It's been real."

Post a comment in response:

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting