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

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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.

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Lafiel felt her cheek and tooth uncomfortably contact again. She shifted her pointed chin so it wasn't quite so painful and returned the hug. "I am your reiozy after all...and an Abriel always fulfills their duties."

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"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..."