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[plutodosimetre]

“Careful,” Pluto warned the younger girl, brows flying up on her face. “You need to aim that thing or you’re going to hurt someone – maybe yourself.”

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[hazel-sawyer]

“D’you remember what we practiced?” Hazel asked as she nearly-effortlessly twirled the knife between her fingers, “To like defend yourself?”

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[hazel-sawyer]

“Who’s there?” Hazel asked, rope held taut between her hands, a portion of it wrapped around her fists. A notable tremor shook at her fists, her chest falling in short, shallow breaths, her voice however remained steady. “If you just come out I’ll make it wicked fuckin’ quick, promise,” She almost joked, the weight of the threat feeling almost unreal. Her space suit sat neatly folded in a corner, tucked behind a cargo container along with her empty canteen and the packet she hadn’t had a chance to open.

The entire circumstance of the last fifteen minutes of her life felt as if she were viewing her life in the third person; she wasn’t in charge of her actions, there was this version of her that didn’t have people at home, couldn’t remember her little brother’s names, didn’t remember Seven, couldn’t remember why she had volunteered to be there in the first place. Rationally, Hazel knew she had stabbed someone upward of a dozen times and speaking in facts, Hazel also knew more often than not, people didn’t survive stabbings like that. Why didn’t she feel anything one way or the other about someone potentially dying? In fact, she found herself caring much more about why she hadn’t heard a cannon. She knew there were meant to be cannons.

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[hazel-sawyer]

“How d’you think it went? Our interviews” Hazel asked, happy to be out of that incredibly too prissy dress and into something vaguely resembling an outfit she’d wear back in Seven. She longed to be able to grab something from her closet back home; wanting to trade expensive fabrics for comfort. Her hands knit into the grass she sat on, almost lazily picking at the blades, “I feel like it was like, really okay. I felt kinda boring.”

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