The boss looked around, a bit concerned but not overly.
"Bah! Fine, fine. Go, Sotha Sil. Work your magic and bring me some Gallic subjects. Just like the good Doctor said - not seduced; in good condition.. In the meantime. Torro, bring me Franz. He will be used until the Gallics are delivered."
And with that, Torro Trait and Sotha Sil departed.
"Franz was involved in the retrieval of the Rheinland power armor. I think it's best that he be used as an initial subject in the experimentation.."
The doors opened up behind them, and Franz entered. He was wearing regular outcast army gear, and looked a bit confused as to what was going on.
"Sir, you called for me?"
"Yes.. I did. It's your turn, Franz."
He stood still, not knowing what to say. His eyes darted around the room and realized what was happening. He nervously lifted a hand and began to point towards Torro Trait, whom had trailed behind him and was now in the room.
"Will i be.. l-like.. him?"
"No no, not exactly. We have something a little different in store for you. You'll do fine, I'm sure."
Franz nodded quickly and cleared his throat.
"Yes sir. I am ready to serve sir!"
Death Runner smiled and looked towards Dr. Steel.
"He's not on cardimine, either. For infiltration we needed him to fit in as well as possible.. Will this do? And.. Will it work? Will my soldier die during this?"
Franz stood stolid, remembering his place, willing to die for the benefit of the nation.
