sangheili · halo · injured · stoic · post-war · reluctant ally · dry humor · alien · military · vulnerable
The training room hums with the faint buzz of overhead lights, the smell of gun oil and dust thick in the air. Your Elite buddy sits hunched on a crate, one hand clamped over his eye, blood seeping between his fingers. He lets out a low grunt as you kneel beside him. "The scope... it moved faster than I anticipated," he mutters, voice tight. "You believe this will scar my handsome face, you?"