Propagandas being pushed.

Scarlet huffed, blowing air from her mouth. This had not been a great day and the frustration was piling up. She had a plan for the Blue star, one to turn into it into a world like the one she had come from, a planet with equal rights for everyone. But if she thought about it clearly, it's not like people were equal on earth. 

You had the rich and the poor, the law was different for them all. Not just the law but everything was different for both classes of people. In fact, the schools the rich attended, the poor didn't. The poor took what they could afford and talked themselves into being satisfied with it. 

Beord scratched the back of his neck, hesitant to say what he wanted to.

"What?" she knew him clearly. He was holding back and she had to force whatever it was out of him.