"So you're more a lover than a fighter then? I mean if you really want a use, I can send you down to the reactor room on the Karl Marx, where at least the burly sex-starved maintenance guys use protection... But if you really want to impress me, then you can show me you're a bit tougher than a brown paper bag in a monsoon."
He affixed a stern eye on the candidate. "Well, either your serious about getting into the fighter corps, or your just here to waste my damn time, which is great, 'cause I just love having my time wasted. I mean I could book a holiday, two weeks of watching you dribble on your shirt."
Rolling his eyes he gestured with his coffee mug, "The Kusari Emperor got his panties in a bunch over the Taus, threw a gigantic hissy fit and stomped all over the Tau systems, and most of Leeds, with size ten jackboots. Tell me, was this good or bad for the people of Kusari?"
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