To: Karl Munchen, and this Toris guy. From: Alphonse Fischer. Subject: So much for the dry season.
Careful there, Fisher. Be wary what kinda’ life you’re fishing for.
I’m gonna be clean and candid, cap’. If you’re harbouring animosity towards the LWB, yer’ gonna put us into a helluva’ pickle. I’ll pad that out with your awareness of history being way off - when the Federals cast us into hell, we were God-fearing, Kaiser-loving taxpayers who did our bit for the national cause. That makes you a basket-case - we’re not revisionists - we like to keep the narrative clean - but your political awareness is as straight as they come. Keep spellin’ out that narrative, and there’ll be a place for you in the commissionary.
So I’ll cut you some slack and give you a chance to cut you some teeth.
Alphonse Fisher is places on recruitment trial period. Your conduct to your friends, enemies, and other Unioners will be measured during this time, including your ability to keep cool under pressure.
Say, where'd ya' sweep those glasses from, a filmset?