"Honour?" Lipton barked out a laugh, staring right back at Tsung, face stony and eyes bright with desperate anger. "You don't know the meaning of hte word - nothing about this fucking war of your is honourable!" He wasn't a man who often swore, but it was fair to say that these were extreme circumstances.
He bit the inside of his mouth to keep from calling out to Sonya. It would only be words of encouragement, but she seemed in a determined world of her own. It was eerily similar to the kind of vacant expression on some guys' faces when things had gotten really bad, but this had far more of a focus to it. She was, well, still alive, which was in itself a phenomenal acheivement given everything. She was also still holding her own, which was even more impressive.
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Re: dun dun dun
on 2011-06-08 07:24 am (UTC)He bit the inside of his mouth to keep from calling out to Sonya. It would only be words of encouragement, but she seemed in a determined world of her own. It was eerily similar to the kind of vacant expression on some guys' faces when things had gotten really bad, but this had far more of a focus to it. She was, well, still alive, which was in itself a phenomenal acheivement given everything. She was also still holding her own, which was even more impressive.