Down the hall Ben was still reading his paper, chuckling as he read a report on this 'Independant Communist Mining Group', they would never acheive true Communism with the way they'r digging for profits and not for the betterment of mankind.
As he was reading his newspaper a young Sub-Lt came up to him, whispering in his ear, nodding Ben stood up, folding his newspaper under his arm and casually pulled out his knife, examining it for any form of flaw, it's twin blades reflecting light from the ceiling as he turned it over.
He waited acouple feet from Alvin's Office, just examining his knife and waiting for a signal to "remove" a failed applicant. He hadn't used his Close-Quarters Combat skills since his LRF days, this would hopefully serve as Knife-Practice. Flipping it with one hand over and over he started to count how many times he could flip it without slicing himself within his mind.
