Usually, the BLU allowed herself to keep most anger fixated on the battlefield, however with an overwhelming situation which meant her medical placement was turned down, it was the last straw on an extremely long day.
Seething between gritted teeth she paced back and forth, sweaty from trying to run laps and void the rage at the center of her chest.
Why? Why couldn’t she have this one thing?
Whipping up a steel rod which had been lodged among the concrete, Elliot gripped it firm in shaking hands.
Nothing was ever going to change.
Slamming it repeatedly into the building works, she demolished some of the already built construction back down into the mere idea of itself. Swinging the pole high above her head she carried on, pulverizing whilst screaming profanities.







