𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑯𝒐𝒑𝒆
She was not looking alive, not dead either. A mutant ?
Although she had a gun pointed straight at her head, she didn't immediately dared to meet her assailant's gaze, involuntarily casting more doubt on how much humanity remained in her. The female figure showed odd behaviors so Logan seemed quite confident on what was the best to do here. One wrong move and he’ll shoot her down.
But when their eyes met, all his previous assumptions shattered. Behind the sadness and despair veiling her eyes there was a faint lingering gleam of hope. Such vivid emotion in the blank souls of deviants, it was impossible.
Staring at each other's in silence it’s when her hand clenched on her bloody stained dress that he realized. Her whole body was trembling. And then familiar guiltiness took over him. Slowly he lowered his weapon until the barrel was facing the ground, his conscience now ordered him to help her, to save her. He took a step, then two but before he could take the third to reach her…she flinched as her survival instinct suddenly kicked in.
2 sec later…
Bonus with dramatic doodle of Sandara’s escape
Bye! *follow her*
