Author: Seth
There's a time and a place for everything they say. Unfortunately where she's concerned, the time tends to be now, the place tends to be here, and the appropriateness of both those parameters tends to be zero.
*Splack*
The sound of a wet, slimy mudball impacting a face resounded in the suddenly silent parade grounds.
"That's for that time you broke that chair over my head!" An indignant voice rang out.
One by one the heads of the recruits turned to the clearly insane individual who was pointing a dirty, disgruntled hand at the Commander of the Jericho army who had been in the middle of an introduction speech.
Ravage took a moment to wipe the muck from his face before marching towards the suddenly nervous perpetrator.
"On the subject of discipline…" He cracked his knuckles ominously.
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