[i]He approaches you, and speaks with the tone of a devil; Befitting of the literal former devil. [/i]"You will work until you can't physically work no more, and then you'll do it again the next damned day. You will work until you start to bleed sweat. You will work until you start to see visions of the training camps on the field. Are we clear?"

[b]He stutters, scared as fūck.[/b] "Y-yes sir."

"Good. Now meet me at hangar bay three at 4:00, be ready" [i][b]He angrily mutters, walking out of the room[/b][/i]

[b]He sits down, shaking.[/b]

((End. You do t know what you got yourself into, pal. The guy in charge fought alongside Space Marines as a fūcking equal. Signing on with the Legion... Good luck))

((Tough shit for him))