Nightshift 49: 2nd Floor - Meeting Room 2

May 18, 2010 20:50

[[From here]]

Russia had expected some kind of storage room.  Rows of shelves, lockers maybe.  Boxes even.  But if he was to take away any important lesson from the people he'd met today, it was that all of them, each and every one, was disappointing.  There was nothing but an empty table and several surrounding chairs.  It rather reminded him of some of the meetings he'd had with the other Allied Powers during the second world war, cramped in that little room and forced to listen to America's inane ramblings.

He turned back to his traveling companion, offering a condescending smile.  How difficult could it be to know the layout of this facility?  Did the sergeant take him for a fool maybe?  Just to make his point, he upended a few chairs on the pretense of looking for his belongings.

"No, I really don't think they're here," he said with a bright smile as the chairs clattered to the floor.  "You don't think you might've gotten the room wrong, do you Sergeant?  I didn't think Germany's troops would've gotten so sloppy.  But I'm sure it's just a simple mistake." 

russia, tk-622, claude, the scarecrow

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