At some point it feels like they’re playing with embers, flirting with - well, not quite danger - but something that might very well test trust and health in a way trainings usually don’t. Wessex knows how hard it must be to just sit there and take a hit. They’re trained to evade, react, flinch - this is asking to go against instinct.
Wessex is grateful for Cal and his willingness to entertain her follies and most importantly, be her guinea pig when she can’t do it to herself.
The lasers fire and moments after they sizzle against his skin, she’s feeling it twofold (or so it must be, because she knows how it works). It’s true, it does set her sensors to clanging and the klaxon in her body starts to sound an alarm - now so loud as she’s heard it before, but no small chirping either. She blinks, shutting the lasers off, and then exhales with puffed cheeks and wide eyes.
“O…kay.”
Wessex is grateful for Cal and his willingness to entertain her follies and most importantly, be her guinea pig when she can’t do it to herself.
The lasers fire and moments after they sizzle against his skin, she’s feeling it twofold (or so it must be, because she knows how it works). It’s true, it does set her sensors to clanging and the klaxon in her body starts to sound an alarm - now so loud as she’s heard it before, but no small chirping either. She blinks, shutting the lasers off, and then exhales with puffed cheeks and wide eyes.
“O…kay.”
The Wraith
the bright
the thing in the night
the bright
the thing in the night
Wessex
