Date: 2018-05-04 09:53 pm (UTC)
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Aya knelt to check for a pulse while Braig still had a boot on the damn thing, and just so..."heartbeat," she growled. No movement, no real pulse, too much damage for that, but the heart was still going. It was like a damn machine! She got a round into the chest, again, and again before it was so much ground meat. I understand the ammo request now, she noted wryly.

Just...yeah. Wry was a better option right now.
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