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Post by Warork on Sept 2, 2014 21:09:32 GMT
Alex chuckled to himself at the reaction to the woman walking in late. Apparently there was lots of insecurity amongst these people who were here for examinations today.
"Ya okruzhen idiotami." He said to himself. "You people do a lot of bickering amongst yourselves for officers. The criminals on the streets will be shaking in their boots no doubt."
There was a bit more conversation where one of the women in the room made quite the remark about the woman who'd named herself Victoria. Alex chuckled again.
"Eto slishkom bogatym." He said. "To think I have seen the day when the only ones in a room not making death threats are the werewolves." He shook his head and made a tsk tsk while looking up at one of the cameras watching them.
"You might want to come back in here before these ladies decide to settle their differences in a non verbal way." He said, addressing the officers watching them.
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Post by Judge Death on Sept 2, 2014 21:16:42 GMT
Anton stud up, stud next to Morgan and folded his arms.
"The girl has a point, dressing to impress is not going to get you anywhere, Schatz. As for you why don't you show this girl some respect instead of calling her a Arschloch." Anton growled as he got face to face with the young guy.
"Let's drop this and get on with more important matters ok?" He grinned his fangs just showing.
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Post by yumichi on Sept 2, 2014 21:31:59 GMT
Morgan also got up from her chair. She looked at the vampire, first she looked angry and was almost about to say, I don't need protection. Just before she wanted to say that she looked more friendly at the vampire and said "awesome, someone finally agrees with me." She knew that she couldn't be the only one who got annoyed by that attitude of that blonde women. But she was aware that she had to be a bit more careful if she didn't want to lose this job.
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Post by Darko on Sept 2, 2014 22:14:10 GMT
Victoria turned to the man, evidently a werewolf, who spoke in Russian. "Nasladites' ironiyu poka eto prodolzhayetsya, volk," she said with a quiet laugh. Her pronunciation wasn't the best, but she got her point across. Part of her rather expensive education included learning various languages, to a passable extent if not true fluency. Looking into the wolfman's eyes for a moment, she realised those were old eyes. She wondered what kind of long life was barely contained behind them.
A vampire stood up. "The girl has a point, dressing to impress is not going to get you anywhere, Schatz." Before turning his attention to the other human man she'd spoken to. "As for you why don't you show this girl some respect instead of calling her a Arschloch."
She raised an eyebrow. "Respect is something to be demanded, one cannot make others respect another whom acts like a brat making empty, childish threats," Victoria pointed out. As the others continued to bicker and square up to each other, Victoria momentarily forgot about them and wondered if the precinct's canteen served tea. She made a mental note to investigate the matter with utmost haste as soon as possible.
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Post by halonachos on Sept 2, 2014 22:20:48 GMT
"Uh, hey Arthur." Frank said as he watched the argument through a monitor, "Might want to deal with some stuff and cancel this part of the test... I think they all kind of failed anyways. I mean... late comer kind of set off a spark or something."
"Late comer?" Arthur asked as he hurried back to the monitors, "That one in the suit? That's uh, fancy girl..."
"I think Victoria she said her name was." Frank said, "New plan, can you fail her instead?"
"Already over Ozerov?" Arthur asked jokingly, "I thought she was your soul mate or something."
"Nah, I want the rich one. She can pay for my arcade habit, never run out of tokens again." Frank said "Oooh, that chick just pulled out a cigarette, OH! and that guy just put it out! Things are heating up my man."
"Heating up, huh?" Arthur said with a grin and in a flash he was rushing into the obstacle course room. He looked around the room and found his most desired of all equipment and began to pull it through the hallway.
"Arthur, no." Frank said as his face sank into worry.
"Oh, yes." Arthur grinned as Frank began to try to pull him back, unfortunately Frank had no exo and was no match for the crazed wolf. Frank sighed as he relinquished his grip and watched as Arthur approached the door leading to waiting room. Arthur turned his head and looked back at Frank, "Breach and clear?"
"I, I guess... the clean up though..." Frank muttered to himself as he reluctantly waved Arthur on.
With a loud bang, the door to the waiting room burst open to reveal an Arthur grinning ear to ear and aiming a very large water hose at the group of startled cadets. In his best Russian accent he began "This is the Pyrovent 54 hundred, she's a close friend of mine and takes 4 humans, 2 vamps, or..." he paused for dramatic effect "just one very fucking happy werewolf."
The group continued to stare at him some slight awe, some even looked like they wanted to respond. "You!" he said as he aimed the hose directly at Victoria, "You were late and need to be nice." he unleashed a torrent of water that hit her directly in the chest and knocked her easily off the seat. The others seemed happy with this result, "Oh and he was right, smoking is not allowed in here." he said as he aimed the hose at Morgan and let lose upon the hose's nozzle. The blast sent her into the wall as she tried to fight it, but standing and being offguard didn't help her situation. The room was already wet from the two examples as Arthur lowered the hose, "Now this was part of the test. You're going to be partners and comrades, sadly you all kind of failed." he said as he quickly sprayed the entire group with the hose, making sure to hit Morgan and Victoria again.
"Now, before we begin the physical portion are there any questions?" he asked as he held the still dripping hose slumped over one arm.
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Post by Darko on Sept 2, 2014 22:29:39 GMT
Her mouth fell agape in shock as she tumbled off her chair with the force of the water hose. Victoria huffed, makeup running down her face and her precisely curled hair soaked and loose. The formal dress was dripping wet and one of her heels had fallen off. She looked around in dismay at all of the other soaked cadets.
"Now, before we begin the physical portion are there any questions?" Said a man in a possibly feigned Russian accent.
"How.." she began, and the man looked towards her. "How bloody dare you?!" She exclaimed, pushing herself back onto her feet and retrieving her errant heel in the process.
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Post by Warork on Sept 2, 2014 22:30:33 GMT
Alex chuckled as he shook the water out of his hair, looking curiously like a dog fresh out of a bath whilst doing so. He found the whole situation hilarious and at least the proctors had a sense of humor. The man with the water hose asked them if they had any questions.
"Would it be too much to ask for a towel?" He said simply.
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Sept 2, 2014 22:50:05 GMT
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Post by halonachos on Sept 2, 2014 22:50:05 GMT
Eager, are we?" Arthur asked, "Well let me answer these two questions. First, how dare I?" he asked himself, "Like this." he said calmly as he sprayed Victoria with the hose again. She sputtered after the blast of water let her be. "As for towels, you lot are going to the locker rooms to change anyways. Sweatpants, t-shirt, and I think a new pair of socks. Guys to the right and girls to the left. Oh and don't make me come into the locker rooms"
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Post by Darko on Sept 2, 2014 22:56:42 GMT
Victoria could barely believe what was happening. It was outrageous! She stood there dripping wet, feeling like the human embodiment of a rain cloud, fuming at this treatment. Wearing a scowl across her face, she walked out of the room, fists clenched. She took a moment to glare at the man with the hose as she passed by, then left the room entirely. She looked forward to one day being his boss. If he did come into the locker room while she was changing then she swore he'd not leave in one piece.
Still shivering with indignity (but mostly due to the freezing cold water) she stormed off to find the locker room. After she was dry, if the canteen didn't serve a nice warm cup of tea then god help the poor soul who would have to deal with her wroth.
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Post by Lord Harrab on Sept 3, 2014 1:15:37 GMT
Sandra had heard rumors of Aurthur and his beloved hose from her time in the academy when she was training to be a regular officer, being the target of its fury was not unexpected but still surpising when he burst in and hosed down the new arrival first and everyone else by association. The Rumors had gotten that right at least. She was wet, but still on her feet, the focus of the water being directed at most of the others, she;d suffered no worse when giving Rebecca the garden hose one day when working on the garden. She had to laugh at the Rich Girls outrage and served her right, coming in here like it was an interview for regional manger or something all nice suit and perfect make up. it was obvoius she didn't have a kid to worry about, if she did, she'd most likely hire someone else to do the worrying. Again she felt guilty, she shouldn't be thinking like this, Arther was right, they were going to be a team and she shouldn't be judging the others so harshly, so edging carefully around the manically grinning werewolf and his prized hose, she hurried to catch up with the fuming Victoria mildly surprised to see that the water wasn't evaporating of her under the heat of her rage. She tapped the other woman on the shoulder. "Hey, sorry, i know you are probably not in the mood to talk right now, but might as well start building bridges. I'm Sandra, would have talked to you earlier, but got rather too into my warm up before the, erm sudden shower."
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