Every day Grin amazed himself in one way or another. Usually, he was impressed by his own boldness, his ability to take charge, his strength, his knack for tech, be it to blow shit up or be a bit more discreet, and, most often than not, his absolutely gorgeous looks...But he was capable of doing some self reflection. So, today? Today he was kind of amazed by his own sheer dumbassery.
Truth be told, the Imperial Foreign Legion was a rough place to be in, it was attached to the Imperial military, but they were still "mercenaries", so they were looked down on by most other forces, usually tasked to deal with bullshit that the normal imperials didn't want to waste their troops on. And yet, every time, they managed to pull it off, for they were an unorthodox bunch with unorthodox tactics, abilities that the average imperial bootlicker didn't think of, or at least that's what Grin thought, that's why he dealt with the stuff he was tasked to do with a grin on his face.
But when Grin and his squad were tasked to deal with the worst part of the operation for the one hundred and eighth time, only for some asshole lieutenant to sneer at him instead of feeling grateful, the Verminion kind of lost it. First it started as a shouting match between the two of them, but it quickly ended with Grin biting a sizable chunk out of the other lieutenant's neck.
"Shit shit shit shit shit fuck!" Fast forward two hours later and he was in the lowest parts of Ossus, having narrowly dodged yet another Imperial patrol as they searched for him all over the planet, dried blood on his mouth and teeth as he hid away. While he could manage to hide for a while, there was no way he could leave the planet, they were obviously guarding his ship very closely "Fuck my life..." Grin exhaled sharply through his nose, looking down at his IFL badge, so much time of his short, precious life wasted on the empire just to end up losing it all over a heated argument...What the hell was he supposed to do now?
@Sreeya
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