She takes aim. A slow breath. Steadying her posture. One hand adjusts the scope with precision. Finger resting on the trigger.
Quietly, she whispers Blessed be the Lord, my strength… who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to fight.
She pulls the trigger. The bullet hits full bullseye. Target drops instantly.
Target is down. Let’s get the hell out of here.”
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14Cracraguineapig
13/06/2025
*The flashbang explodes in the room, blinding sora and disorienting her. She stumbles backwards, her vision impaired by the bright light. She tries to aim her gun at the doorway, but her hands are shaking and she can't see clearly.*
*the door burst open and The Opratives Kidd and Kane Rush though the door, and aim their weapons at sora. Kidd calls out.* PUT YOUR *censored* HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM! DO IT! NOW!
*She squints against the light, her eyes adjusting slowly. She stares at the two operatives, her heart pounding in her chest. She keeps her hands raised, trying to stay calm and not provoke them.*
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if you keep asking me out I'll have to tell the commander
You would really snitch on me for that?
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