Mydriasis

[Enkidu]

Border Station Lubeck: Hamburg System.

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Finn woke dreaming of betrayal again. Head from the pillow and into the hands. There’s my lad.

“What a fucking arrogant shiteshow this is. Fuck.”




Day twenty-three of being separated from his command, the man grimaced into the flat of his wrists. All halitosis and ill-will.

He reached for alcohol which he didn’t have, found the mouthwash instead. Used it for its intended purpose, then stretched.

“Horsetrader now fricking around with my command.”

Finn opened the news. Depressing stuff as always – he jolted it off, realised the subject, then grimly flickered it back on, and piped out a hamburg cheer.

“So the brigand will get to play war, then. Good for him.”

Haast stumbled through the shower cubicle door. He was always a clean man – but he’d never felt such a rush to sanitise himself before. There was much to clean – but no mere water would satiate this.

Revenge strums a separate string. Required different fluids. In the lieu of blood, he chose to drown himself in coffee.