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[Shagohad]

As soon as the man had stabbed himself, Angie was out of her seat, the pistol that she had held during his speech was thrust into his face, the barrel right between his eyes. "The last person who did something like that had his brains turned to oh-so-fine mush. Now shut the hell up and let me talk."

Her eyes narrowed, brows angling down. "The Commodore...COMMODORE, came in here, telling me to talk to you. You dare have the nerve to come in here and then insult me?! You think I talk to applicants only because I'm a lowly officer? Only because I'm good enough for the dead-end jobs?! News flash, buddy: I'm a Lieutenant Commander. Saying that I have one goal as failure of a person is not the ideology of the Revolution!"

Her hand angled the gun upwards, getting a better aim on his brains. "And what will killing you accomplish? For starters, it will redeem my shame that you gave me before my commanding officer. No one talks like that to me and gets away with it. It will also put an idiot like you out of the way." And with that, she pulled the trigger, sending a nine millimeter bullet right through his skull. The body fell backwards, slumping against the ground.

Angie lowered the gun, turning to the Commodore. "I apologize for this, Comrade Commodore. I'll have this mess cleaned up immediately."

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"THE HULL HAS BEEN BREACHED AND THE SCIENCE IS LEAKING OUT!"