Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140915210300/@comment-4681758-20140919022115

Sighing silently to himself, Ciarán held out his right hand and pointed toward an area of the city with no large buildings, but looked to be warmly lit and proud, if more than a little run-down.

"You see that neighborhood down there?  More than half of all the Faunus in the city live down there together.  And they're afraid.  Because of you."

"Every time there's a report of a crime committed by the White Fang, there's a reckoning down there.  Police run through, looking for Faunus connected to the White Fang.  It doesn't matter if they can't find a real one, they'll find someone, anyone, and eventually force them to sign some crap confession for crimes they had no knowledge of."

"You can say what you're doing is right.  You can even say you've made progress.  But it's the people down there, the innocent people, the ones you claim to be fighting for, that are left to suffer the consequences!"