【 west valley, 2018 】
━━ tw mentions of torture & blood▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
━━ "Svetlana!"
The girl was rapt with attention: her back stiff and her jaw clenched. Her hair was pulled back into a tight french braid that gave her a headache that she ignored, per usual. Her youthfulness was gone, gaunt features marring her pretty face ... or making it more sharper and more attractive, depending on who you asked. Either way, she was still as silence.
The Soldier was never a good sign.
Svetlana followed him to a separate room. Her footsteps were light and intentional. ( She was a quick learner, for the last time she tripped, the Soldier left bruises on her wrist that took over a month to heal. ) His titanium arm reflected the dim hallway lights, though the red star caught most of it.
In the room were two men, a stark age difference between the pair. The older man was fully awake: his hair was graying and he had crow's feet around his eyes. ( Mid fifties if she had to guess. ) He was bleeding from the back of his head, but he maintained a cool composure. The younger one was nineteen, maybe twenty. He was crying, and strapped to a chair with a tableside tray with various metal instruments and liquid vials. He looked to the man across from him, as if he was begging for him to help him.
They had the same aquiline nose and the same green eyes. It was a father and a son that sat in front of her.
The Soldier silently ordered Svetlana to go to the boy while he went to the man. The Soldier started speaking short sentences in French. He was looking for information about state secrets within the European Union.
It clicked for Svetlana how she knew the man: he had previously worked with General Dreykov. Then, he had made an enemy out of the General.
He stayed silent. His eyebrow twitched and looked half-tempted to spit on the Soldier, but thought better of it. The Soldier glanced at Svetlana, and she picked up a syringe and an orange vial. She flicked the air bubbles out of the needle, and inserted it beneath the boy's right thumbnail. He screamed, for the solution entered into his bloodstream was designed for torture. It would make an already painful situation so much worse.
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