Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20141106174023/@comment-32064726-20141202230612

Peter spent a fair bit of the time that had passed in his room. He was never much of a social butterfly, after all. Though this time, it was due to his realization, again, on the amount of people he has now killed. And at the time, he didn't even feel anything whenever he destroyed an enemy's vehicle.

He was facing a huge personal moral dellema. When he first jbecame a Private, he thought that he wouldn't be put into actual combat so soon. He thought he would be able to work his way up in the ranks, and attaine a cushiny position behind a desk. But due to his father's intervention and special opportunities, he has now been put into a special squad and has killed more people than he could even count.

After dinner, he would be spending many hours with her head over a toilet. At most, he probably got only a few hours of sleep that night. Haro had been quite worried, but Peter, again, waved it off completely, saying it was normal. Haro knew better, but respected it's master's descisions.