[ Sinclair was never fond of Christmas, though he was never able to explain why up until this point. Carols made him uneasy, the decorations left him with remnants of a visceral distaste that made no sense and
Well, it's not like he had siblings to exchange presents with to begin with. Time with Aria and Oria had helped ease that instinctive disgust.
It's all wiped out the moment he looks into the eyes of a CoU Gauntlet Knight charging at him, screaming "just fucking die--!"
It's over in a flash of light.
Sinclair finds himself splattered with blood and viscera from the knight's body as it falls from the sky, his own gauntlet painted red, and he draws in a shaking gasp, as all too familiar carols of 'silent night' become a few voices quieter.
So that's how simple it was to take a life. Was it his instincts that decided that living was more important? He could have dodged that, used his shields, anything but...]
... why...why are we doing this? I don't, I can't...if this is what we need to do then--
[he shouldn't be a knight, he should have handed in his gauntlet and become a test subject if he didn't want to live too. But feeling this way was too late, too fucking late. Those were words that would get him sued into hell if that was said aloud and wasn't it funny it wasn't illegal for him to murder someone like that, but to say a few cusses just so--]
Christmas Day
Well, it's not like he had siblings to exchange presents with to begin with. Time with Aria and Oria had helped ease that instinctive disgust.
It's all wiped out the moment he looks into the eyes of a CoU Gauntlet Knight charging at him, screaming "just fucking die--!"
It's over in a flash of light.
Sinclair finds himself splattered with blood and viscera from the knight's body as it falls from the sky, his own gauntlet painted red, and he draws in a shaking gasp, as all too familiar carols of 'silent night' become a few voices quieter.
So that's how simple it was to take a life. Was it his instincts that decided that living was more important? He could have dodged that, used his shields, anything but...]
... why...why are we doing this? I don't, I can't...if this is what we need to do then--
[he shouldn't be a knight, he should have handed in his gauntlet and become a test subject if he didn't want to live too. But feeling this way was too late, too fucking late. Those were words that would get him sued into hell if that was said aloud and wasn't it funny it wasn't illegal for him to murder someone like that, but to say a few cusses just so--]