☆•`Soldier`•☆

𝙼𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚘

Mafioso: I need you to go get those two. They are hiding in an abandoned warehouse. Soldier: yes sir. *he heads out the door*

𝙼𝙰𝙵𝙸𝙾𝚂𝙾

Soldier: can we please just focus on the task at hand? We need to find Nashatra and Chance.

𝙲.𝚌: 𝚢𝚎𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸'𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢- *𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚝* 𝚢𝚎𝚊 𝚠𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙽𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊

Soldier: wait, did you just say what I think you said?

*grab the child’s wrist, pulling the sleeve up to examine the cuts, voice barely audible* ...Damn it. *pause, helmet dipping lower* ...Why are you... *swallow, voice shaking* ...why are you so calm about this?

Caporegime: yeah but at least I'm not a masochist. *he says it in a slightly less rude tone but he is still being rude to him and he is starting to feel like he wants to protect him and he is starting to feel like he wants to keep him safe and he is starting to feel like he wants to make him feel good and he is starting to feel like he wants to make him happy*

Soldier: I'm not even gonna ask how you know all of those..

𝐶𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑡: 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒! </33 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝐺𝑙𝑢𝑒 𝑎 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑗𝑎𝑟 𝑂𝑓 𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛'𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒! </33 𝑠𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 201

Soldier: that's.. so cruel..