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6/1/2016 2:38:57 AM
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That took him aback as well. He took a moment to formulate his sentences.
"A little too trusting if you ask me, but what do I know. Listen it's been good to catch up with you but the boss wants me to get that psych evaluation done on me asap. I will see you later, probably."
He spoke and rose.
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"It's been great catching up with you, Pavel. I'll see you later." She smiles at him, waving.
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He returned to his room for his psychological evaluation, in quite the dour mood.
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[spoiler]:(((([/spoiler] A knock came on his door. [i]"Hello? May I come in?"[/i] It was a male voice.
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[spoiler]? What did you expect to happen[/spoiler] The soldier of fortune got up and opened the door. "You the doc?"
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[spoiler]lol He'll get another opportunity at another girl, I'm sure[/spoiler] A man entered, he was middle-aged and had a kindly face. "Hello, I'm doctor Kaufmann. But please, call me Leonard." He smiled, shaking Pavel's hand.
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[spoiler]I suppose so.[/spoiler] "Well Doctor Kauffman, let's get down to brass tacks, not to be rude but this is an obstacle between me and the mission."
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"I understand the thought. But understand that the Triumvirate has a very strict action policy. We seek to be as efficient as possible." He sits in a chair, inviting Pavel to lie down. "This may take some time. I suggest getting comfortable."
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The Russian sat down but did not lie down. "Whenever you're ready."
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"Alright then, let's get started. First of all, how are you feeling today?"
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"Just fine, I've had far worse days. I'm simply enjoying my regained freedom."
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"Very well. Now, remember. For us to get somewhere, I will need complete honesty. It will make both of our jobs a lot easier, and remember that everything said here will be kept secret. I [i]am[/i] a professional, after all." He takes out a notepad, scribbling something onto it. "Let's walk through your life. If you had to use five words to describe your childhood, what would they be? Any words."
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"Focused, disciplined, ordered, preparation, and lonely."
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He writes those down. "I see. Did you have any siblings?"
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"No, the military academy was the first time I really interacted with of my age."
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"Would you say you cared more about your friends than your family?"
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"No, my friends are my family, my comrades are my brothers."
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"I thought that might be your answer." He notes it down. "If you had to name an emotion that you carry into battle, what would it be?"
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"I try not to but it's fury."
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"Hmm..." He notes it down. "What do you think is more important: the end, or the means?"
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"The end is just as important as the means,"
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"Shared point of view, then..." He takes notes. "Now, I must ask. To you, what is killing?"
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"A regrettable occurrence made necessary by what I do."
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"Why do people kill, you think? For a lack of a better solution? If any other option than killing was available, would you take it?"
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"I might, but there isn't so dwelling on what I might do instead is a sure way to go mad."
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"But what if the option was really present?"
