SCRA Recruitment Centre

[Stefan]

Otto was the last one to enter the room. Not only his face gone back to a natural color, his nose had also stopped bleeding profusely - something that would have happened only if he either had taken medicine or stupidly snapped it back to it's place. The distance between him an the other recruits cleared whatever had happened.

He stood between the two of them, one step back, arms straight down. He listed, carefully, with few to none emotions to whichever word Rassid said. Once the Russian stopped talking Holzman had a serious look on his eyes. He was adamant that whichever words came next from his mouth would define if he would die fighting or by the hand of the officer.

"Frau Sasha, is it?"

He took a deep breath, still maintaining eye contact with Rassid.

"Shoot me wherever it takes."