[If Aymeric were to glance over toward the tent, he would see the top of Lucia's head matted with blood, her armor still in pristine condition, the majority of her body obscured by fabric torn from the tent. What killed her was an ill-aimed piece of shrapnel, after all - a single, merciful cut to the neck.
It's unfair, isn't it? Isn't it crushingly, deeply unfair? He will feel that more keenly now than ever - that this is unfair, unfair, unfair. What a terrible weight. What a horrific trade. Why, why, why?
Meteion will be able to see Bass running around and trying to help people as well, though there's blood pouring down his face from a deep gash running across his forehead. How sad, how sad, what a tragic, tragic thing to leave these people for near-dead, but the mission, the mission... At the very least, no more cannonballs are rocketing through this shelter.
Unfortunately, Imperial soldiers are rushing up the side of the grassy knoll, which they'll be able to see as they head away from the tent and toward the open battleground. These soldiers seem intent on taking out anyone they can find on their way in. Two lift rifles - much sleeker and newer-looking than the Chassepot guns that their own side carries - aim, and fire toward Aymeric and Meteion. Due to the power of rng cuck, neither will be hit, but others are quickly lifting to take aim, too. One or two of the soldiers also draw swords, rushing forward.]
no subject
It's unfair, isn't it? Isn't it crushingly, deeply unfair? He will feel that more keenly now than ever - that this is unfair, unfair, unfair. What a terrible weight. What a horrific trade. Why, why, why?
Meteion will be able to see Bass running around and trying to help people as well, though there's blood pouring down his face from a deep gash running across his forehead. How sad, how sad, what a tragic, tragic thing to leave these people for near-dead, but the mission, the mission... At the very least, no more cannonballs are rocketing through this shelter.
Unfortunately, Imperial soldiers are rushing up the side of the grassy knoll, which they'll be able to see as they head away from the tent and toward the open battleground. These soldiers seem intent on taking out anyone they can find on their way in. Two lift rifles - much sleeker and newer-looking than the Chassepot guns that their own side carries - aim, and fire toward Aymeric and Meteion. Due to the power of rng cuck, neither will be hit, but others are quickly lifting to take aim, too. One or two of the soldiers also draw swords, rushing forward.]