Worse, he's a soldier - not a ROMAC guard, but a proper soldier, like any of the ones that used to live at the base. He could have been strapping her into a wheelchair, or holding her at gunpoint, or calling her a frigging abortion. Melanie stiffens like a startled cat, then darts back a few yards, bare feet pattering on the floor in an unsettlingly rapid tattoo.
"Stay away from me!" she snaps. This time, it's less clear whether it's his safety that concerns her, or her own.
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Worse, he's a soldier - not a ROMAC guard, but a proper soldier, like any of the ones that used to live at the base. He could have been strapping her into a wheelchair, or holding her at gunpoint, or calling her a frigging abortion. Melanie stiffens like a startled cat, then darts back a few yards, bare feet pattering on the floor in an unsettlingly rapid tattoo.
"Stay away from me!" she snaps. This time, it's less clear whether it's his safety that concerns her, or her own.