by Gorbaz » Thu Jun 23, 2011 12:36 am
The door to the garage swing open, and in strode Sergent Brandin, all 6' 2" of solid muscle and attitude, closely followed by a rifle squad dressed in the standard military uniform of the Haven. Brandin, well known for being a harsh drill instructor, even by those outside of the military, glared at the assembled group milling around in the garage. "Alright you MAGGOTS! What the $%^& do you PEONS think you are still doing here?! You think this is some kind of vacation?! I've got orders to secure this area, so you *&^%$£ LADIES mover your !"£$%^& asses outta here, or I might just have you PUNKS braught up up on charges of TREASON for leaving the $%^&^% DOOR OPEN, and inviting in every little flesh-easting SCUMBAG for a free meal! MOVE YOUR ASSES NOW BEFORE I PUT LEAD IN 'EM!!"
It was clear that the Sergent Brandin was not in one of his better moods
One way, or another, I'm going to find you, I'll get you, I'll get you!