Oh lovely...A 'Patriot'...Still it could have been worse...He once heard that an 'alien' attempted to join years ago...That apparently ended with said creature being torched. Likely just a rumor started by some gossiping officer hoping to get 'popular'...But still stranger things have walked through the doors.
"Well I must say you're not a fool." he stated with a smile on his face, his tone pleasant and almost 'sugary', even as he finished his statement."You're just an idiot."he finished with that same smile still plastered on his face before it turned sour and almost downright mocking as he pressed on without mercy."Nothing is gained from losing your life, it merely weakens us as a whole and gives the enemy a victory over the Working Class by robbing them of one of their liberators."he berated harshly before putting down his reading material, clasping his hands together and planted them on the desk.
"Alright, I have acouple more questions to ask you...Muppet..." he snarked before unclasping his hands, reaching under the desk and drawing his TT-33 Pistol, casually looking it over like one would a fine meal before his gaze returned to Alexej's own."If you answer correctly you will live and be given the chance to prove my initial assumptions wrong...The first question is as follows; What would you do if you found yourself on Planet New London, you are carrying vital documents that could affect the Coalition as a whole, before you leave you find an opportunity has crossed your path." he pauses for a moment before continuing."An Admiral of the Bretonian Armed Forces is alone near your location with a minimal guard, do you take the opportunity to wreck havoc upon the enemy's command structure or rather than risk the information you are carrying simply return to New Moscow?"
