They flinched away any time someone came close to talk. They kept to themselves, eyes down, shoulders slumped. But when someone took a swing at Mr. Sunshine, before he could react, they were all over the person, beating them to a pulp in defense of the man. -- Anon Guest
People become members of Pax Humanis because they are dangerous, and can't otherwise prevent that danger. They're kept apart in safe environments, receive therapy, and are supervised to be sure their danger goes in the correct direction.
You'd be surprised how often people can forget about that.
Anywhere near a Pax Humanis sanctuary world, you get the sort of people who want to prove themselves in the worst possible way. The Alliance tries to keep them away for their own protection, but there's always one or two who have to learn by making a grand mistake. Such as Human Blu, squaring up to menace a pair of people in hazard-coded clothing.
They looked puny and weak. Timid. The one in the sweater vest looked like an art teacher. The one next to him looked like the sort of people Blu used to beat up for their lunch money. All that body language screaming that they were terrified of everything and didn't want any kind of interaction.
Perfect.
Blu could easily imagine the job offers from hir Deregger clients. Claiming to have bested two Pax Humanis members would definitely gain hir some serious income.
Teacher first, Blu decided. Ze had never liked teachers anyway. And the little wimp beside them would just buckle under without a second thought. Or maybe even a first punch.
Ze remembered looming over the art teacher type and saying, "So you think you're tough? You think those colours mean anything?" Ze had a fist ready to fly into those mild-mannered glasses of his.
And then Blu woke up in an ICU drawer in a state of utter confusion and the awareness of several injuries in hir person.
"What. The. Flakk?"
A pre-recorded message began playing. It was the cringing wimp.
"I have been legally ordered to inform you that your injuries are the result of my actions," the cringing wimp said in a monotone. "You decided to menace Mister Sunshine, and he is my friend. I don't like it when people threaten my friends. So I ended the threat by hurting you. I hurt you a lot. Mister Sunshine stopped me from killing you. It's not easy for me to not kill people. That's why I'm not allowed out very often."
Blu could only lie there and blink in stunned shock.
But... they looked like such pushovers...
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