On the farm, Eve held pliars with white-knuckle grip (or a facsimile thereof), while Nolan shone a light on her right arm. A chunk of a Red Legion Severus laid on the ground in front of her, and she winced as she plucked a sliver of metal from her bicep.
Eve; "Ow, ow, ow, ow."
Nolan; "That was stupid, you know."
Eve; "But it worked! Fallen weapons are effective against Cabal armor!"
Nolan; "Yeah... But I think we could just start collecting the weapons off Cabal we take out."
Eve; "I mean, yeah... But I wanna get a working ship again before I start hoarding guns once more."
Nolan; "Alright, I guess... You missed a piece."
Nolan reached over with a piece of his shell and tapped the fragment of blade in her arm.
Eve; "Ow! I can find it myself!"
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Destiny shorts; Final Shape Edition
Science FictionThis is an ongoing project of me cataloging shorts of Evelyn, my Destiny character. Chapters will be marked as SFW or NSFW, that will be your only warning. I'm gonna try and record these in order of creation, but no promises.
