I like how there are so many fatalistic characters present, but they're all played so very differently.
Wanda: "One
can run from Fate, but suffering follows, and escape is impossible. Ansom ran away that day. Did it save him? Did it keep the Arkenpliers from her grasp? Where had it led him? Croaked at the hands of a lowly henchman, in full view of all of his men...Running
toward Fate is the only way to lessen the hardship." She thinks of Fate as a stern teacher, perhaps; a definite plan in mind, and you
are going to go along with it, it's just a question of how much you're willing to let your futile struggles cause misery to rain on your head as you pull at Fate's unbreakable leash. At the end of the day, Wanda believes, you'll be in the position Fate wants you to be. Running away just means you'll be there tired.
Sylvia: "As she plunged toward the shattered roof, the city swelling up to meet her and the dwagon's limp wings flapping behind like battle standards, she couldn't even manage
concern. She faced her doom this time around like a gambler with a pat hand. Oblivion was bluffing. Showboating, even...Her body had massive bruising and tearing, but she was not incapacitated. At least, not until the dwagon's body crumpled over on to her. The Titans played such strange games with their dolls." Sylvia believes in slightly more autonomy than Wanda does, I think. Sylvia seems to be of the opinion that Fate can be resisted, or perhaps...almost taunted, the way she does things. She plunges unhesitatingly into any situation, battle or falling hundreds of feet into an enemy city, because she is, as the narration indicates, literally beyond fear - it's as if she's
daring the world to kill her, if it thinks it's got the stones.
Ossomer: "
If he allowed that to happen. Of course, he could not. But if the
Titans allowed that to happen, it surely would Signify something...Leaving his sword in its scabbard, he pulled the carpet to the very edge of enemy ground. The Titans' will would be done, whatever might happen. He looked down, and the odd-shaped stone tile again caught his eye. But for once, it looked as if it were meant to be where it was." Ossomer's belief in Fate seems almost completely inflexible. I'm not 100% sure, but it seems to me as if he doesn't believe he has any choice at all in what he does or what happens to him. Given current circumstances, this makes sense, I'll admit. Very depressing, really; it seems to some like he
wants to die but knows (believes) that even that choice isn't his to make. He's doing the only thing he's capable of, and let the Titans take him where they will.
Ossomer's current gloom contrasts nicely with his bravado at Exposition Bridge, but it's interesting to note that he's expressing broadly the same rhetoric each time, just packaged differently:
"Perhaps Royalty is obsolete. Perhaps the Titans
have forsaken honor...But I am what I am. And so here I stand.
I will make you and the Titans prove your claim." Amazing, the way Rob is able to keep this all consistent. I don't know if I could even conceive of such a task, in the long run...