As they walked through the corridors of the ship, the applicants noticed that most of the crewmen of the Trotsky that saw them merely shook their heads, acouple had small smirks on their faces, as if they knew what would happen, but Ben didn't seem to notice or care as he kept walking through the corridors. Finally they reached their destination, a small section of corridor that was different than the rest, there were two Airlocks, one on either side.
Without warning Ben turned on them both, each hand launching a rapid-punch into their faces, comically causing them to stumble back, each with a bloody nose, without wasting a single second he grabbed Alexandra by the collar, shifting all his weight into a throw as he forced her into the Left Airlock before she had a chance to recover her wits and fight back, as he threw her to the ground he backed out of the Airlock and activated the control panel to the left of it, keying it to shut and lock but not to depressurize, turning to Ivan he lashed out who was recovering he ran at him at maximum speed, his boots echoing as they hit the deck plates.
As Ivan looked up towards Ben he was met with another fist to the face, decking the poor sod, Ben bent over with a savage grin, grabbed him by the back of his collar and drug him into the second airlock, dropping the bruised body on the floor and leaving the airlock, closing it like he did with the other one.
When both were finally secure Ben examined his fists, light tearing of the skin, but it wasn't anything he hadn't handled during his Terrorism days, wiping the blood onto his right pant leg of his uniform he spoke in a calm even manner, but loud enough for both slightly bruised and battered applicants to hear.
"Alright Maggots, this is the final round of our little game of life, i will ask you both a question, if you answer correctly you will not die, it matters not who speaks first, as long as you give the correct answer!" he shouted in a surprisingly calm manner considering the circumstances they were in.
"Now, answer me this, and pray to whatever deity you answer to you get it right; To the Coalition what does the Hispania represent?" He asked, ready to 'flush' either of them for a bad answer...
