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Summary
"Unbalanced, he tilted backwards and fell into the void – the fall was several feet high. In a stupid reflex, he stretched his arms out in front of him to try to absorb the shock. He crashed brutally to the ground in a crack of bone and cartilage as the pain spread from his left arm to his shoulder."
Pic from @cclkestis
A/N: In the first part, I wanted to depict Cal's daily life as a scrapper on Bracca. For the second part I just rewrote an old fic I had already published. It is quite interesting to see the changes between my old writing and my current writing. If you want to have a look, it is in "Before the Mantis" (but be careful, if you read the whole thing, you might spoil the next chapter!).











