Aftermath

[RP Pic] "But it really doesn't take much to ruin a good evening. In this case, it was a long-haired, trench-coat-wearing, hatchet-packing, ganged-up Penis Pilot names Kirrill...or something..."

 

"He showed up, bragging about having carved a message into Dani's (my newest Medic) flesh...and I snapped..."

 

"Suddenly, I was right back in Thailand at that place in time where I'd just found the bodies of Commander Zero and her son, along with the bodies of most of our resistance Cell. I was furious, and this time the subject of all that rage was right in front of me..."

 

"You can't expect a slightly built academic person to jump a monster like that and have it end well, and it didn't. Dislocated shoulder, cracked ribs, face torn up from eating concrete..."

 

"Nothing about it was remotely rational on my part, all I know is that chancre on humanities ass was gloating and nobody was DOING anything...."

 

"I'm not sorry, its painful, but I'm not sorry. I accomplished exactly nothing, but my conscience is clear.."

Done