The Elezen was clearly sweating, terrified. He presented no threat to anyone. The temperature in the room was brisk. The faint humming sweep of the ventilation fan audible. The prisoner was not gagged. His voice was completely audible. - ThreadSky

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largonia.net • 1 day ago

The Elezen was clearly sweating, terrified. He presented no threat to anyone. The temperature in the room was brisk. The faint humming sweep of the ventilation fan audible.
The prisoner was not gagged. His voice was completely audible.

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largonia.net•1 day ago

It was part of the test, to discern her nerves, her capacity for killing in the field should it be necessary. She'd never taken a life before. His words seemed filtered through a tunnel. Her stomach was clenching and seemed almost upside down inside her.

largonia.net•1 day ago

She held that officer's sidearm in her hand. All she needed to do was ease the hammer back, and then pull the trigger. This shouldn't be that hard. What was this man, this - savage to her?
He wasn't even an aan, he was a prisoner.

largonia.net•1 day ago

He wouldn't stop talking, his family, his homeland, his life- the fan wouldn't stop either. She couldn't fail her own family. She couldn't fail her instructors. What would it all have been for if she didn't succeed now at this juncture? This examination?

largonia.net•1 day ago

The harsh ceruleum lighting overhead reflected off the gloss blueing of the barrel. The report was sharp and flat. There was a sound of blood splattering to the tiles of the wall and floor.

There was warm moisture upon her cheek, a chip of the tile had ricocheted up and cut her face.

largonia.net•1 day ago

Blood was seeping from it. The smell of iron and chordite was pungent.

"Well done Aellae eir Neru." was the last the speaker reported.

The change in title was not lost upon her. She vomited.

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