Disclaimer, disclaimer, disclaimer...
I requested this character :) I CALL DIBS ON THE FIRS THING TO DO WITH THIS CATEGORY! YEAAAAAH! I'm actually planning a fic to this movie :) PLANNING. No promises. My MOS idea went to heck. so at least my muse found SOMETHING, right?
She couldn't believe she'd lost a hand.
A hand.
Because of a rabid monster that had once - had once been human - had just cost her her hand.
Now, here she was.
On a plane.
Segen was beyond pissed.
But she was beyond being in pain - a physical and a mental one.
She was in agony over two very, very chilling realizations:
Well, one: she would only ever have one hand (though being right handed might be a bit of an optimistic's thought when it came to mind).
And, two: she was a liability.
As a soldier with two hands, a healthy body, a mostly-clear head, she was a neccessity to the people who needed her.
As a soldier with one hand, in pain, with alcohol in her system, she was a liability.
The whole point of becoming a soldier had been becoming something more than a liability.
Now, she was useless.
Absolutely useless.
Yet, this man was tending to her wounds.
Perhaps he didn't see her as such.