He fires. The arrow flies cleanly through the air and pierces through the neck.
He's frozen there with bow and arrow still raised as her death begins. In every single way he was trained for all this, but for how he is right now.
You killed a tribute.
You disobeyed.
Traitor.
The bow falls from his hands. He crumples down to his knees. There's so much blood, so much blood, he did this, he made this mess, he hurt a tribute, he killed...
His conditioning's worn off for a lot but not for this. Not for the thing what he was avoxed for. His mouth opens in utterly silent scream, his hands go up into his hair and around his horns, tugging and pulling as tremors rock through him in waves, all a thousand little pin pricks for a thousand wrongs, he disobeyed.
no subject
He's frozen there with bow and arrow still raised as her death begins. In every single way he was trained for all this, but for how he is right now.
You killed a tribute.
You disobeyed.
Traitor.
The bow falls from his hands. He crumples down to his knees. There's so much blood, so much blood, he did this, he made this mess, he hurt a tribute, he killed...
His conditioning's worn off for a lot but not for this. Not for the thing what he was avoxed for. His mouth opens in utterly silent scream, his hands go up into his hair and around his horns, tugging and pulling as tremors rock through him in waves, all a thousand little pin pricks for a thousand wrongs, he disobeyed.
He rocks on the spot.