Just at first but now all I want to do is scratch.
[ He does absently scratch at the smooth puckered mark on his chest, showing where a bullet would have hit near the lung area, and then paused. Frowning he held his hands up so he could see them and the lacework of scarring along the knuckles and fingers, and a strange circular scar in the center of one hand. ]
Look at that... Yeah, my father was part of it. Like he was standing over me yelling in this field, and I was being made to hit a block of wood, over and over again. Knuckles cracked open, wood under my skin, and I was still 'too weak'.
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[ He does absently scratch at the smooth puckered mark on his chest, showing where a bullet would have hit near the lung area, and then paused. Frowning he held his hands up so he could see them and the lacework of scarring along the knuckles and fingers, and a strange circular scar in the center of one hand. ]
Look at that... Yeah, my father was part of it. Like he was standing over me yelling in this field, and I was being made to hit a block of wood, over and over again. Knuckles cracked open, wood under my skin, and I was still 'too weak'.