[It's natural to flinch at the sight of a gun. But the logic behind Oria's words is undeniable, and Sinclair glances at the gun, thinking...ah, he could make that blow up like they want him to, can't they? He'd be mauled, scarred, but so would the soldier and that general who looked at them like pawns on a chess board. They deserve it, if he could do what he really wanted...
He blinks, and bends down to help Katherine up, checking on her forehead. He ended up liking her after all, despite bristling at the attempts to force them into a team. After all, she was just a kid, like them.
The general's face twists. Oria isn't wrong. But then again...
"Further insubordination is going to result in a court martialing. You may have your name to protect you Severine, but don't think you can speak like this! Now, if you're all traitors, it doesn't matter if there are only a few of you." The soldier puts down his gun at the gesture from the general as files and images get projected around the room.]
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He blinks, and bends down to help Katherine up, checking on her forehead. He ended up liking her after all, despite bristling at the attempts to force them into a team. After all, she was just a kid, like them.
The general's face twists. Oria isn't wrong. But then again...
"Further insubordination is going to result in a court martialing. You may have your name to protect you Severine, but don't think you can speak like this! Now, if you're all traitors, it doesn't matter if there are only a few of you." The soldier puts down his gun at the gesture from the general as files and images get projected around the room.]