Sep 17, 2013
"Oi, rookie," the words echoed in the emptiness of the mess hall. It was late. Most were fast asleep in their beds. The previous mission had been a strenuous one. Far too many lives were lost. And somehow, though so many elders perished, this little baby managed. Quite a few, actually. Zoe quietly mumbled about the talent of the soldiers brought this year, as she approached the ginger.
"Must've been tough hm? Heard you..." she shot her the same greasy, mocking sort of expression older sisters did to their siblings. "Heard you pissed yourself. Congrats," slow clapping. "That's a hell of a lot more impressive than dying." Her features softened. "You should get some sleep, this is bad for your health."