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Ventus Prime wrote:

“I understand completely,” Tomas said. “Well, I’m sure you have other things to take care of, so please don’t let me keep you...”

Know your place...this guy was as egotistical as the damn CIC figureheads. Hearing such words reminded him of his youth, working day and night with barely enough water and food to keep him going throughout the day. Hearing such words made him want to shoot the man on sight...but doing so would doom everyone on the station, and enough blood has been spilt already.

“I will bring things to order,” he said rather reluctantly.

”Good...Now you see, that wasn’t to bad...Two Fleets and ten squads of Nova Troopers will be stationed here and nearby to make sure your true to your words, because if your not, we’ll find someone else who is.” The Inspector replied.

He began making his way towards the door before stopping and looking over his shoulder. ”We wouldn’t want a repeat of Szel, would we?” He chuckled as he walked out, the Death Troopers following closely behind.