they send me to ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ even though iโm ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ iโm literally ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ. they only gave me a ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ. iโm gonna fucking ๐๐ข๐
emmy immediately lowered the laspistol.
"yes ma'am!"
a beat. her green eyes flicked up toward the wings, then the armor, then the wings again.
then, her eyes seemed to sparkle.
"...you'reโ"
she sounded utterly awestruck. "you have wings."
a winged form cut through darknessโs depths , red lumens settling โpon the girl . her helm offered naught but an impassive glare . โ stand down , guardsman . โ
emmy checked the laspistol's switch for the third time in as many minutes, embarrassment cutting through fear. she leveled it at them with both hands.
"myโ my weapon is on. i meanโ off safety. i mean, if you're friendly, call out. please? i really, really don't want to shoot."
emmeline "emmy" deme. 19. former rocyrian imperial guard recruit, current strike team reject under probationary service aboard the mourningstar. iq test came back negative, god emperor bless. crossover friendly; verse flexible.
they send me to ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ even though iโm ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ iโm literally ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ. they only gave me a ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ. iโm gonna fucking ๐๐ข๐
they send me to ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ even though iโm ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ iโm literally ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ. they only gave me a ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ. iโm gonna fucking ๐๐ข๐