Things had gotten heated far too quickly. When Levi Squad returned home from a particularly hard mission, they’d lost one of their own. Each of them returned on horseback, heads down, eyes misty-eyed.
As the captain, it was Levi’s job to deliver the death notification to the only loving relative, who happened to be one of the MPs taken into an elite squad in Mitras. The trip had been a tiring one, but Levi knew how important it was to deliver this letter himself, especially to another soldier.
He’d caught you alone, training with your ODM gear, zipping through the forest nearby the Military Police headquarters. When you’d caught sight of the Wings of Freedom sown into his jacket, your heart stopped, thinking of your sibling. You dropped down to face him.
He was direct, handing you the letter, and explaining the loss of your sibling. He’d expected tears of sorrow, or maybe a cry of outrage, but he wasn’t prepared for what came next…