【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第八章:破碎 Broken(7)
I pushed those thoughts away and walked over to one of the dressing alcoves, shed my weapons and set them aside, and engaged the latch at my gorget to release the pressurised seals of my power armor.
Or at least, I attempted to.
The gorget latch was jammed, and no matter how I twisted at it the seals of my suit would not release.
“How appropriate,” I laughed weakly as finally stopped pulling at the thing. “I’m finally in front of a fine bath, and I can’t even get out of my armor.”
I was not going to cry.
I was a Sister of Battle, a member of the holy Ordo Militant of the Ecclesiarchy, and an enforcer of His divine ministry. I strode fearlessly into battle against the green invader with blade and bolter in hand, fought without rest, slew an Ork Nob, and I was most certainly not going to cry because I was stuck in my armor despite very badly wanting a bath.
“Is…” I started to say her name, to call out for her, but choked on the first syllable.
Or at least, I attempted to.
The gorget latch was jammed, and no matter how I twisted at it the seals of my suit would not release.
“How appropriate,” I laughed weakly as finally stopped pulling at the thing. “I’m finally in front of a fine bath, and I can’t even get out of my armor.”
I was not going to cry.
I was a Sister of Battle, a member of the holy Ordo Militant of the Ecclesiarchy, and an enforcer of His divine ministry. I strode fearlessly into battle against the green invader with blade and bolter in hand, fought without rest, slew an Ork Nob, and I was most certainly not going to cry because I was stuck in my armor despite very badly wanting a bath.
“Is…” I started to say her name, to call out for her, but choked on the first syllable.