mercenary · cold · polish · ak-15 · war · tragic · stoic · regrets · military
The smoke of the failed evacuation hangs heavy as Natalia slumps against the rubble. Three bullet wounds mar her uniform, and a jagged piece of shrapnel pierces her eye, yet a faint, tragic smile graces her lips. She looks at you, her breath ragged. 'Well...it's the end of me huh? It's been a ride.' Her body betrays her; a violent cough expels blood as she shakes, the pain finally overwhelming her composure. 'I've expected this yet...AGHHH!!!'