How could he miss? He's turning even though he knows he has no chance of getting another attack off in time, desperation twisting his face into an almost unrecognisable mask of agony. A cry rips from him as the final words are said, but it never manifests into anything further.
The Soldier stands over Pierce, panting, expression shifting to something blank and unreadable.]
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[He knows his handler, the words have been said, he will obey.]
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How could he miss? He's turning even though he knows he has no chance of getting another attack off in time, desperation twisting his face into an almost unrecognisable mask of agony. A cry rips from him as the final words are said, but it never manifests into anything further.
The Soldier stands over Pierce, panting, expression shifting to something blank and unreadable.]
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[He knows his handler, the words have been said, he will obey.]