http://not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-02-03 06:50 am

If war were a game that a man or a child Could think of winning [Open]

Lafiel staggered out and away from the sensorium pod, clutching her bruised jaw. Blood pooled between her teeth, coppery and salty in her mouth and she swallowed it.

There was a special kind of humiliation that came with being physically bested and though Lafiel knew she was in the right, it still stung.

Master Chief or Captain Kirk would have known what do immediately, but she had only exacerbated the situation. She knew this to be her own fault. The punch had been a predictable consequence of her actions.

She couldn't even curse for fear of spitting more blood.

[identity profile] aworldnevermade.livejournal.com 2010-02-05 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
"If I do, it's only because I want to keep you safe," Luly says quietly, and slides onto an empty bed, sitting on the edge with her legs hanging off. "I, I think the next break's going to be a bad one. A really bad one. I keep having dreams—" She cuts herself off.

[identity profile] aworldnevermade.livejournal.com 2010-02-05 09:19 am (UTC)(link)
Luly almost trembles in place for a moment and her head droops. "Lafiel..."

And then Lafiel gets pulled into a tight albeit somewhat unsteady hug. She may want to remind Luly to not squeeze quite so hard.

[identity profile] aworldnevermade.livejournal.com 2010-02-07 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you, Lafiel—oh!" Luly eases up a little on the grip. "Do you want me to stay with you? That can't feel very good..."