Friends? Woman what makes you think I care for your pitiful Friendships. There is no such thing as “Friends” in war. And if you haven’t noticed We are MERCENARIES. We don’t make “Friends”.
And if there’s anyone who should watch their tongue then it would be you. I’d suggest you follow your own advice, unless of course you’d like me to remove that useless organ of yours.
You work in a high stress environment in which repeated deaths that leave you being milled through respawn - which i might add - has affects on the brain that may or may not cause damage over the long term; having a few friends couldn’t hurt to combat stress, you unsavory man. SO if I might point out that humans are social creatures, everyone has someone they are fond of - though how anyone could feel that towards you sir is questionable indeed .
And If I may be so bold *she says taking a step back* as a Blu myself it is against policy to harm coworkers, for any reason not completely justifiable. And as I am probably nothing more than a nuisance to you *Sophie is affectingly glaring holes into the taller, significantly more intimidating figure * I would ask that you leave my tongue well enough alone. *oh how she wanted to add how he might lose a finger or two trying, but for the moment, self preservation prompted her to keep that retort behind her teeth.*
The Frau thinks she knows a thing or two about the brain. Would you like me to hand you a gold medal for your discovery my dear sweet fraulein? Yes what you speak is true, pathetic human scum are social creatures however they also live in prides much like the lions with a single ruler above them. And seeing as you are nothing but a little frau trying to argue with a lion, well i’ll let your tinny little frau brain work the answer yourself.
As for policies, please. I’d expect a Fraulein to be a bit smarter than the average Reich’s child. We live in a time when anything and anyone can be bought or sold -Leaning dangerously close the man continued n a hushed voice- The higher ups don’t give me whatever i want simply because I want it you know. Given the need and the right sum, your precious little rules and regulations will not save you. -Straightening up again he smiled at her, a predatory one at that- I will repeat this only once simply because you are a fraulein and therefore in need of explanation - Do not forget your PLACE.
*Shocked to seething in ten seconds flat. This man had wormed under her sensitive skin in record time with almost no effort what so ever. Not even the irritable Sniper had been able to do that. But then again, Sophie never really was able to stand a bigot. However this was a little more than irritation. No.. anger summed this feeling up pretty well.* I am only going by observation HERR, not to claim a knowledge of everything on how re spawn works.
You know… considering the nature of our… discussion… maybe a better example is in order? Given that a pride of lions is specifically female… and its head is nothing more than than a lazing lecherous male.
*Sadly, the inflated sense of safety that came with being on the same team of this man, made Sophie words a tad more bold than they truly should have been; striking out in old habitual sarcasm. .* Then I shall count myself thankful I am not a child of the reich.* Oh how comfort fled at his close proximity; that was far to near for her liking, though backing down would be little more than a surrender. That did not stop the image of her heart roasting over an open spit to spring to mind.*
Tell me herr… what EXACTLY is my place?
