Behind Enemy Lines (Day Two)

[Akirapryde]

Trysta shifted as she nodded. Her body slowly returning back to her control. Her thoughts still raced, questioning what is wrong with her. It wasn't like she had taken a life before. She had taken more lives that she dared to count. But now, taking this one life has a profound effect on her. She couldn't explain it.

"Trysta!" Barked Frija as she and her six guards walked up.

Duncan watched the guards closely as she approached. The safeties on their BB's were off, and their fingers were on the triggers. It wasn't hard to leap to the conclusion that Frija and possibly other members of the Partisan leadership had seen assassination attempts.

Trysta slowly rose as Frija approach, her head down trying to hide her eyes. As the group completed their approach, two of the guards made sure that Duncan was in their sight while the others watch Jaden and Trysta.

"Look at you. You are shaking like a first year cadet," Frija said harshly. "What is wrong with you," she added as her hand forced Trysta to look at her. "I sense great conflict within you,"