Making heads or tails of it! (Sessha/Preston/Open)

[Sessha]

"Middle...class?" she blinks.

[Onides Une]

"My Dad was a business owner who contracted Qi users when they were rarer to find. They were like... Heroes for hire or a special volunteer vigilante program. He sponsored my Mom and we lived in what some might call High class. Big expensive houses, and lots of money and connections. When Dad sold the business and divorced my Mom we moved into a smaller house and he works a small wage job. The money he got from his company he helped me get the education I needed and is now helping me attend Cabal. He wants to save it for when I am ready." she shrugged with a smile. "It is just... High class, Middle class, and Low class are how people describe the lifestyle they can... afford."

[Sessha]

"Mm. Okay. High is rich, middle is okay and low is poor?" she says, trying to see how it all fit.

[Onides Une]

"Basically... Though while most of the world can surpass those ranks by hard work and recognition... You have no ability to proceed past a certain point in Ayatlan. It all depends on where you are born and you basically stay there until you die." She put a finger to her chin. "I think there are but very few exceptions to that rule, like Ancient knights of old, you were working class unless you proved exceptional to be noticed and knighted by the King or Queen which used to be the highest class. Much like Ayatlan's High Chancellor. Truth too I am sure we won't get judged too harshly if we don't sip quietly and hold out our pinky when tea time comes around. They are very open-minded and understanding people.

[Sessha]

"Hm. There is not much understanding when you born in one place and not really move unless someone else say you can." Sessha blinks.

"I do not understand that system. If you are great, it is no matter if you are born in jungle, in city, in mountain."

But like she said, she doesn't really understand. There must be more to it than what she really got from Oni's description? Different places had different cultures. She would try not to make any wrong steps where she could help it.

[Onides Une]

"It isn't the most agreeable system. But if you think of it like this... Someone born high has grown up living under their mother's and father's wing learning the path and responsibility they will pass on. It's worked out this way for generations so it only stands to reason it keeps working by the child continuing where the parents left off, same traditions, like thinking, and tried and true systems."

Oni raised a finger. "Now someone earns the job through a high honor. But they have no idea of all the people, traditions, and skills they should and people can and will take advantage of that. So the whole system has a weak point and can crumble or even collapse. When a whole city is at stake some people dont want to risk it. There is an amount of strength to the system for sure."

[Sessha]

"Hm. Weak point that big is danger." Sessha says, holding her chin in thought.

"A whole place fall apart because of something little like this. It is not much strong. People being different making the tumbling of a whole place is like balancing on tip toe, no?"

[Onides Une]

"That was just an example, Its a much grander scale but yeah that's economy and government... All politics." Oni shrugged with an expression of as not fair as it sounds it is just how it works.

[Sessha]

Sessha shrugs too. She sometimes took things to literally so she wouldn't pass too much judgement until she understood better

"I understand." she nods.

[Onides Une]

She placed a hand at the back of her neck massaged it slightly wondering if she could do better of an explanation or not. Still deciding against continuing it she sat back instead.

The train wouldn't be much longer in arriving at their destination either. It singed to a stop and all were ready to grab their things and hop off.

[Preston Salabim]

The train would let them off at the small settlement that is based around the portal to Ayatlan to house travelers and merchants living near, but not on the flying city of mages. It would not be hard to find the portal however as it had a mass of people around it, waiting to be let through as mages went about questioning who and why they were there.

Eventually one of these mages would approach Oni and Sessha!

"Names and reason for visiting Ayatlan?"

[Onides Une]

"Onides Une is mine and with me is Sessha, I sent word of my arrival and should be approved for entry. We hope to visit the Halls of Mana Research to determine the nature of our Abilities and Appearances?" She would speak clear and as professional as she hoped she could.

[Sessha]

"Yes!" Sessha adds helpfully, raising a hand in a polite wave!

[Preston Salabim]

The man looked both of them over, his lips pressing together judgingly as he glanced back to his papers. The Halls of Mana Research. However, their names were there. Clicking his tongue he would mutter something under his breath, tapping both girls on the forehead, a small rune appearing on their skin.

"You may proceed through the portal, go to your left and you will be able to find an escort. They will be able to take you where you need to go."

And with that he was done with them, moving down to the next in line with the same brisk pace.

[Onides Une]

"Well, that's the worst of it..." Oni looked at Sessha with an apologetic grin. She can brush off the gazes and the judgment. Still, she would lead the way and follow the directions to find the escort center.