Temperment

[Shagohad]

As soon as the door had opened, the butt of a rifle lanced out and struck the unsuspecting Mao in the face. Before he hit the floor, marines swarmed in to sweep through his apartment, overturning furniture and scrounging through lose items. A man dressed in the uniform of the Commissariat stepped inside, his dull gray eyes slipping from side to side beneath his tipped down cap.

His eyes then focused on Mao, lying on the ground. "Gabriel," He spoke as if he were seeing an old friend, cheering and anticipating the time they would get to speak of the good times, "I trust you are well, da?" He chuckled at his joke before striding over to the prepared tea. "As you can see, we are doing an official search of your house. Looking for all matters of suspicious things."

A marine rushed back to the commissar, saluting as he spoke through the voice-distorting vocoder, "Sir, there is nothing overly suspicious aside from a few photographs of non-Coalition elements. Only weapon present is this." The marine's hand slipped forward, presenting a rather fancy Tokarov.

"This is nice. Something special that was given to you, Mao?"

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