I stowed my pack and weapon on the couch of the train and sat beside them, leaning back into the couch with crossed arms as I stared at the far wall. 'What were you thinking, you little slut! Get outta h--' I flinched, hiding it with an adjustment of my arms as I looked away from the wall. 'Damn it, Ahndra! Didn't I tell you not to--' I flinched again and crossed my legs, moving my gaze to the knee of the dark slacks of my uniform.
I glared.
There was a twinge of pain in my left eye, so I reached up to remove the patch. I closed my eyes and gently massaged away the throb with my fingertips. 'Next time'--slap--I tell you'--smack--'to be quiet'--slap--'shut the hell up!'
I fisted the eye patch and sharply stood. "STOP!"
The voices and images quieted, lurking in the back part of my mind along with the name 'Ahndra'. I slipped the eye patch back on, adjusted it slightly, and then sat back into the couch with crossed arms and a glare aimed at my knee.