Lukas Glockner / Driver
"Yes ma'am." Lukas had calmed down enough to be reasoned with, and by now had realized exactly how big of a shitstorm he was about to end up in. Apologies and groveling wouldn't help, the only thing he could do now was try to ride it out. Behind the major, he noticed the driver looking relieved that he had not been grilled. Bastard. At least he had gotten a couple good punches in.
Sgt. Rhine
A Corporal who had just been promoted? That couldn't be right. The Gallian advance, while helped by overwhelming numbers and firepower, was too well organized to be something conducted by a green corporal on her first command. Something must have happened to their actual Sergeant during the battle. Rhine smiled. At least their defence hadn't been entirely without effect. When the Gallian stepped forward and asked what he thought of her, Rhine was taken aback. Asking her enemy for his evaluation of her? The idea was... quite frankly, stupid in Rhine's mind. Why would she expect an enemy to give her an honest evaluation of her abilities? Then his mind tumbled to something else: a trap? Was she baiting him to insult her and then make an example of him? Similar things were not unheard of in Imperial disciplinary practices. Somehow, though, he didn't think that was the case either. What was this girl playing at?
Rhine tried to retain a neutral (if somewhat leering) expression as he looked her over again and formulated his reply.
"Your form is fragile and your stature betrays your inexperience. You do not conduct yourself like a commander, you have no pride, and you have no confidence. I am relieved to hear that you were not the one commanding this battle, because losing to one such as yourself would have been an unimaginable disgrace." Rhine paused a moment, before asking his own question.
"Now why are you asking me this? I am your enemy, and you are mine. Are you truly expecting a positive or even honest answer?"@Slypheed
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