Medium · Esprit de Corps ≥ 4
They're huddled close, in a formation. Steel. The rest will stay. Even if it means dying here -- with him.
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They're huddled close, in a formation. Steel. The rest will stay. Even if it means dying here -- with him.
No. The rest will stay. They will hold their ground. Even if it means dying here -- with you.
I'm beginning to suspect that you might indeed be completely adrift in this reality, thinks the lieutenant. How can it be that bad? Never mind -- we're in this now.
This Lena is wacky enough for the motley crew. Hire her on the spot!
This has got to be the most.... wow...
...go ahead then, he thinks. As long as you can walk straight, I don't care.
Those triangle patches on his vest... you have a feeling they mean something. Like they're similar to the halogen rectangle on your jacket.
...we shouldn't disrupt the way things are done here, he thinks. And have little power to do so anyway.
I'm not expecting him to get far with this, the lieutenant consoles himself.
Women, racism, turning back time -- it couldn't interest him less.
What about the lieutenant? He's not here, but you might want him to join...
It's okay. Women, racism, turning back time -- the lieutenant wouldn't be interested anyway.
You've definitely lost the love of your colleagues.
Maybe even the love of your friends and colleagues?