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Blerg. Thinking.
Sat Nov 11, 2006 18:26 (XFF:

Sonja heaved a sigh, leaning forward to sink her head in her hands. This was a day that would never end. It would just go on and on, growing perpetually more horrible and impossible, culminating in an endless discussion with a bloody Sitter for the White who asked questions with no answers until the Last Battle came and went.

The White sat in his seat, eyes studying her with that quizzical expression that Whites had honed to perfection, that expression that said 'I am vastly interested in your response and wait with baited breath to hear it.'

She sat up, green eyes narrowed. "I hate these kinds of questions."

The Aes Sedai arched a brow, but said nothing, only waved a hand as if to say, 'continue.'

"I mean, seriously. If there is no right and wrong, then….what's the point? How is that even logic? Why ask a question if you can't ever know if the answer's right? That's just…" She threw up her hands. "It's just stupid!"

"Perhaps," Mahon said calmly. "But perhaps not. You have not answered my question."

Sonja's brow furrowed. She was getting a headache. "Oh. Right. And…what was the question again?" She knew perfectly well what the question was, but it couldn't hurt to buy a little time and see if she could poke a few buttons. And….was that irritation flickering across the man's smooth-as-butter features? No, surely not. A Sitter for the White had all the emotions of a fish. Irritation could not be part of this man's repertoire.

He repeated the question, forming his words slowly and with clear enunciation as if she were a two year old. Or even…a nine year old, Sonja thought, snickering inwardly. She still could not believe that they'd let a bloody nine year old put on novice whites. She leaned back in her chair, propping an elbow up against the back of her seat. Why in the Light was a Sitter teaching this anyway? What had happened to Benna? It was a simple question, but one she knew she'd catch hell if she asked. Whites encouraged their 'students' to ask questions, but only at their direction and discretion. Sonja had to wonder if Benna had ducked out of working with her because she didn't want to. Maybe she thought it would be a waste of her precious time. But again, that begged the question, why a Sitter? Had Benna called in a favor or something? What favor would a Sitter owe? Unless Benna was like, the Ajah head or something.

Mahon seemed encouraged that Sonja was thinking. She repressed a smile, then forced her thoughts into behaving properly. She wanted this over with, after all.

She spoke slowly. "Well….um….good and evil. Good is what's right….what serves the Light and promotes well-being and whatnot. Evil serves the Shadow. Killing, stealing, rape….that's all evil. To me, that seems pretty simple. I guess if you want to argue that there's no 'right and wrong', you would say it's a matter of perspective--" She put exaggerated emphasis on the word, knowing it was the sort of thing the White wanted to hear. After all, this was basic stuff, the kind of questions Whites always asked in these kinds of lessons. To Sonja, it was all rot, but if she wanted this to be done, then she'd give the man what he wanted to hear.

"Elaborate," Mahon instructed. "What do you mean by perspective?"

Sonja shrugged. "How you look at it. One man's trash is another's treasure, or whatever. One fellow might kill another, and most people would say that's evil, but…em….maybe that man needed killing."

She didn't like the expression on Mahon's face. It made her feel all twitchy. "But really," she went on, "I don't believe that. Killing's wrong no matter how you toss the salad. So you might be able to argue that it's all perspective or whatever, but that's just not true. Perspective is nice and everything, but when you come down to it, something's the way it is no matter how you want to look at it. No one knows everything, but what is, is, so…um….yeah. Right is right and wrong is wrong. We might not always know what it is, but that's…what…it is. Or something."

She threw up her hands. "I'm no good at this. I don't know what the point of all this is. I'm never gonna be White Ajah, no matter how many questions you ask me. So….if I could be excused….?"


Well, it was worth a try.

"You still have not answered my question. You have only given me what you think I want to hear. You have not come up with your own formulation."

"Well, I don't have one," Sonja shot back. She paused, then moderated her tone. She hardly needed a penance on top of all this. "I mean…I don't have an answer. I really don't believe that good can be evil or evil be good. It is what it is. And if there are no wrong answers, doesn't that make me right?"

  • Right or WrongMahon Sedai, White Ajah (NPC), Sat Nov 11 17:55
    The day was not looking up in the least. Mahon wasn't necessarily the biggest fan of Madeline Sedai; the woman was ruled by her passions, by emotions and this was completely and totally illogical.... more
    • Blerg. Thinking. — Accepted Sonja Meranes, Sat Nov 11 18:26
      • Are you a woman or gnat?Mahon Sedai, White Ajah (NPC), Sat Nov 11 19:05
        "Don't be an idiot." Mahon snapped at her, his patience wearing thin. "You can most certainly be wrong if decide to take the lazy way out and give such a half-thought answer." Indignation warred with ... more
        • Let's not be nasty, now.Accepted Sonja Meranes, Sun Nov 12 07:53
          Sonja felt heat rise to her cheeks, and she had to dig her nails into her palm to stop from letting that heat come to full boil. She was using her brain, burn the man! How dare he call her an idiot!... more
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