Kasimierz merely looked up at the ceiling and listened to the thwang of the crossbow, the gut-wrenching noise of two foreign objects entering human flesh, the collapse of the body. Another unproven soul, wasted in the futile proof of another, was the thought that crossed his mind. He did not voice this thought, knowing full well that the futile proof could have been his own lifeless corpse. Still, he wondered, Did the benefit of the proof outweigh the cost of lost potential?
"Things will not calm down, Daniel Jackson. They will, in fact, calm up."
"Whatever pain you can dispatch, know that we can dispatch so much more."
He lent over the recruit, grabbing the bolt stuck in his leg and dragged him out the room by it. He threw some papers at him once he reached the waiting area.
Kasimierz knew that he was at the end of the line. The sweaty man was ahead. This did not make him fearful, but it made him nervous: Here he was, on the precipice of something, with the Commissar's nod hanging like the Sword of Damocles over every action he might make during the coming minutes, perhaps hours. He hoped silently, inwardly, that some stroke of fate would make the line move for him, but aside from adjusting his posture to make plain his already obvious size and potentially make him more noticeable, he did not say anything. It is best for those who have waited to get their chance, whispered his internal monologue, The Commissar's gaze -or glare- will fall upon me eventually, I should not rush foolishly into it.
"Things will not calm down, Daniel Jackson. They will, in fact, calm up."
"Ouch, that had to hurt..." Sargei mumbled for himself. He kept sitting there on the chair, waiting for Commisar's attention. Sergei wasn't sweating so much now, he probably got used to this stuff.
[10:46:32] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): And actually, the KU Dessie is the best GB.
[19:29:19] Joseph (Aphil): SCRA|CPW-Capitalism.
Watching the official recruitment officer drag an applicant out by the bolt lodged in the poor soul's leg, throw papers at him and saying "Next" as calmly as if he'd just let the cat out was observed by Pete with detached curiosity. Without a word he raised himself to his feet and entered the small office, shoes squelching as they tread over blood. Damn, he thought to himself. These are my favourite shoes.
[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.
' Wrote:Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.
Sergei stood up, and entered the room shortly after Commisar. He proceeded to a nearby chair, and sat on it. "This might be the last moments of my life." He thought, while waiting till Commisar prepares something for him.
[10:46:32] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): And actually, the KU Dessie is the best GB.
[19:29:19] Joseph (Aphil): SCRA|CPW-Capitalism.
Vladimir lit a cigarette and blew the smoke in the face of the recruits. He used the lit cigarette to point at the two skewered bodies behind the recruits chairs. It was quite funny to him that two recruits would enter the room at the same time. Time for some fun, he thought.
"As you can see, we've quite a backlog to... clear."
He lent back and stared at the recruits, sizing them up.
"Tell me, why did these two fail, and why are you two different?"
Despite all of his attempts to stifle himself, Kasimierz couldn't help but release a low chuckle. To be fair, it was less of a chuckle and more of a grunt. Seeing the two men enter the Commissar's office following the Commissar himself, he moved himself nearer towards the door, waiting for the inevitable sounds of Coalition recruitment policies... taking effect. Two men enter, and I'd wager one man leaves. I ought to buy a drink for whoever makes it out, assuming I survive.
"Things will not calm down, Daniel Jackson. They will, in fact, calm up."
Leif props himself against an bulkhead in waiting room, looking over the papers and grinning widely as he pulls the bolt out of his foot, bandaging the wound, and then uses the bloodied tip to start making small checks and answers on the paper.
"Why those two failed? They appearently didn't understand what's this about. Coming here like into a shop... Not good." Sergei nodded a bit, and threw a glance at Commisar, waiting for another question.
[10:46:32] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): And actually, the KU Dessie is the best GB.
[19:29:19] Joseph (Aphil): SCRA|CPW-Capitalism.
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