FIFTY-TWO : but you're moreso...

[wristsniper]

[ACTION; in and around household]

[Olivier seems a little disgusted! It appears the children are now both drones, and she's having trouble keeping them out of the war room. Tsk. There will be bodies if this keeps up, and you can see it in her eyes as she partakes of morning coffee on the porch like an old lady.]

[OPEN phone call]Commissar Cain, I

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[wristsniper]

Of course.

[wristsniper]

You think I don't know that? Though until recently, we had very few competent leaders, besides myself.

[wristsniper]

Fools, undisciplined and with heads full of ideals. We have to fight dirty to win this. Someday they'll understand.

[wristsniper]

Any man willing enough can be made into a soldier. I've made a career on that philosophy.

[wristsniper]

Don't compare me to anyone you've ever known. You'll just be disappointed in one or the other.

[wristsniper]

Oh? What makes you so certain?

[wristsniper]

Interesting. Those are pretty soft criteria.

[wristsniper]

...Don't hold me to some amateurish standard.

Regardless, if you don't have any information to offer, I don't have time to talk.