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A good thing abt being German and reading With Hat Atelier is this
This one is for that jealous cis “woman” in my DMs that’s all pissed off because I’m pretty than her. Stop being a trash human on the internet. 😘
What happens when a handler kills their hound?
Not by giving them the wrong commands durring combat, not by providing them with insufficient training and conditioning.
Just by going too far.
A hound comes back from a deployment that didn't go how the handler would have liked, dont get the wrong idea, the mission was a success, but the specifics of it just means that she has to deal with even more fucking paperwork.
Another annoyance for an already tightly wound handler. Luckily for her, the dog is back, and what better way to relieve some stress than by taking it all out on the pathetic tool that causes them so much damn trouble.
The hound is ordered into the handlers quarters.
The moment the door closes behind them it's obvious they already know whats coming. The hound's barely suppressed shaking is especially irritating to the handler who can never be quite sure if the poor mutt is shaking from fear, or excitement.
Its not something she cares to figure out. These private moments in the handlers quarters aren't for the hound. Its all for handlers amusement.
Step
Step
Step
She approaches.
The hound doesn't dare speak, doesn't dare even look her in the eyes. They just wait, and brace.
When the first hit comes it's straight to the stomach, sending the dog falling to the ground.
On its hands and knees, the second hit is a kick to the ribs. Sending the hound across the floor.
The mutt is panting like a bitch in heat, its unclear if it's because it's having the rush of a life time, or if its because it's just gotten the wind knocked out of it.
The third strike, a sharp stomp to the chest, handler grinding the heel of her boot into the hound.
Another kick to the ribs
Another stomp to the crotch
Another kick to the head
ANOTHER KICK TO THE HEAD
AND ANOTHER
AND ANOTHER
AND ANOTHER
AGAIN
AGAIN
MORE
FUCKING TAKE IT
PATHETIC HOUND
...
...
...
Get up...
Did you hear me?
That's an order hound.
I SAID GET UP!
GE...
...
...Hound?
...
Hound! respond!
...
The hound remains motionless.
Silent...
What happens after a handler kills their hound?
Does the handler grieve? Do they feel anything?
Are they punished for their actions? Or is the death of a hound so inconsequential that they are simply given a new one to someday break?
Fortunate for you, you wont be alive to find out.
"𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕡 𝕛𝕖𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕣𝕪—𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕪, 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕟."
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just blew up the in n out bathroom #californianative