Board Thread:Off-topic/@comment-25908355-20150822134929/@comment-25908355-20150822145450

Iolite's mind: Line up the sights, like the commisar tought you.

She was on her first day in the front line, and had an unfortunate rebel soldier right in front of her. She was given a brief training of how to use a rifle, but obviously, due to time constraints, she never had the chance to practice.

Iolite's mind: ''Hold your breath, maintain your heartbeat.. And...''

She got into position. The sights were aimed, everything was settled.

Iolite's mind: ...Fire.

She pulls the trigger and the recoil launches her back. As expected, the rebel soldier falls like a brick, and Iolite, in order to not unvail her position, begins shuffling away back to her trench. As judge, jury and executioner, she declared the rebel guilty and gave the maximum punishment.