Prompt 16: Jitter
( @sea-wolf-coast-to-coast )
( Sable belongs to Mint, @silentserf )
-WoL-
Okhi didn't really get nerves, exactly.
Other people, other soldiers, did. She could feel them, if she tried, the jittery wariness, the worries, the what-ifs. (Thanks, Hydaelyn.)
She checked her gear one last time, hands steady and certain. People would live or die today, by her hands.
She'd accepted that.
-Non!WoL-
His hands were trembling, and the bags under his eyes had smaller bags of their own.
"When was the last time you slept, Sable?"
He startled, jerking upright, and various (probably delicate) components went flying. "Don't sneak up on me like that!"
"Yes. Sneaking. In plain view. Have. You. Slept."










