captainobnoxious: (08 you sure you're not 16)
Sigrun Solveig Eide ([personal profile] captainobnoxious) wrote in [community profile] trusthell 2016-02-29 12:55 am (UTC)

I do, and one of them is a bird. I'd eat that thing for dinner. Easily would feed a table.

[Sorry, your highness.]

... I don't have a huge issue with them, they're just not fit to be soldiers. [Not everyone is. She's crossing her arms now, not even wincing at the pain centering on her left forearm.] The pink guy's fine until you hit the tail, but all that aside...

If we're surviving here, what are we surviving for? This "exercise" sounds like the kind of thing we'd do to train against the monsters in the Silent Lands -- single a few out, mark them as targets, and then "kill" them. Though your drill sounds a little more real than that and has the reward of leaving onto whatever sort of barren land's out there. Are we being trained, or are we being played?

[Honestly, as much as she picked on even those odd guys, she's starting to see these people as ones she needs to protect. Seeing as she has the experience and knows she can.]

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