Her tone, her words, her stature… all of it, suggested a gem that was stuck in her ways, not willing to yield for anyone, not even the forces that threatened. Perhaps this was the first time he had ever encountered someone who was… so against Homeworld’s policies, and it was a Diamond, no less! While his fight-or-flight instinct was pinned for a moment when her tone became threatening, he forced it down, reminded himself that he should be civil. He carefully considered what she said for quite a time, before speaking again.
“… You remember how I mentioned that I came out wrong? From the moment that I emerged from my hole, I have done nothing but fight for the right to even remotely aspire to the position that I was originally made for, but failed to properly fit. I was wrong, not what they wanted, the mistake. My entire existence has been devoted to trying to be that perfect thing for them.”
Perhaps he had never been so emotional in his entire existence, but now, his eyes burned with hot, angry tears, as he recalled the ‘reconditioning’ that White Diamond had put him through for so long, before he finally started to achieve some semblance of the greatness he failed to become.
“The statues, the honor, the battles… they mean nothing. You speak the words that I only wish I could scream. She has been my arm, my grip… at my own neck, at my own gem, threatening to tear me apart at the first sign of failure. I want to be my own gem! More than just a puppet to use! I don’t want to struggle to be cared for… to be seen as equal… My fears and inhibitions stopped me from expressing my wishes to be… my own.”
Fallen to his knees, the warrior, the upper crust, seemed less like a war hero, and more like a broken worker, who only wished for escape… to live out his existence his own way.
Staring at the floor during this stalemate of sorts.
Pink Diamond was expecting a lecture, maybe. Critique of some kind. Maybe even a fight. She threatened possible punishment, so its pretty obvious that was a logical assumption. She wasn't as close to Onyx. He techincally had no reasons to agree. really. He was more on White's side of things from what she knew of him. Her more angry expression changed into more of a bit upset but mostly confused one, but she did not look back from the floor for a good while. Pink was definitely confused- but she thought on what was being said as he spoke.
Her eyes glancing around, contemplative on how to respond such heavy things. She could relate. She was sure there was plenty of gems that could relate to Onyx. Even herself, maybe. On some level. even it was lesser in some ways; not everyone was a diamond. But, they were all gems at the end of the day or centuries that past them by, right? Of course. Cause that’s one reason why she did this- Something had to be done. She was.. unusual, too. The other Diamond’s definitely didn’t take her seriously in her position. And she decided to do it, the rebellion. as no other gem but a Diamond could realistically do such things the same way. She had influence. Onyx was meant for that status, too. But even he got the short end of a stick. He didn’t even receive that much. It was definitely depressing to say the least.
No. Though. Pink thought to herself, that wasn’t a good thought process- She paused. Looking at him with widened eyes in surprise as he fell to his knees dramatically, the best way to describe him in the pink matriarchs veiw was Tired. But the tears were something else. Glancing elsewhere for just a second-
- she blurts to him. Shoulders tensing upwards, trying to form a resolute facial expression. ❝ ...Then. Join me. The Crystal gems, I mean. Do something about it! ❞
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