Warnings: anytime really in the AJ 'Verse, but probably sometime in S3
Summary: A thought
Notes: Er, got sidetracked a bit on the next installment. Placed it here.
An Ancient!John Drabble
"But we were born of risen apes, not fallen angels, and the apes were armed killers besides. And so what shall we wonder at? Our murders and massacres and missiles, and our irreconcilable regiments? Or our treaties whatever they may be worth; our symphonies however seldom they may be played; our peaceful acres, however frequently they may be converted into battlefields; our dreams however rarely they may be accomplished. The miracle of man is not how far he has sunk but how magnificently he has risen. We are known among the stars by our poems, not our corpses."
Robert Ardrey, African Genesis
Sometimes he wonders how John managed to turn out so different from the others, to be able to see humans as anything other than pretentious apes at all, let alone love one.
But John is smart, far smarter than he likes to pretend. He had to have realized early on that the Ancients were risen apes, just like everybody else. The only thing that made them special was the fact they'd risen a bit earlier on than anyone else, and that was an accident of biology and cosmology as much as anything else. A worthless difference, really, in the grand scheme of mice and men.
He wonders if this is where John got the idea that he was worthless too.