"I'm standing therefore I walk... you wouldn't happen to have something similar to a sling or useable-as a sling would you?" Roger swings his limp broken arm painfully. It was almost like it was jello
: Not at the moment. Maybe back at the camp.
Coaxoch notices that you won't be able to put on the mask with just one hand and does it for you.
: Follow me. And do not step far from where I do.
She sets off through the jungle.
I wrap up the repairs for now and head over to the mess hall for some mush. I get some on a tray and sit over by everyone else.
The TV in the mess hall cuts from the current program to a commercial break, and the first one up is
Imperial propaganda."Citizens of Malanta, what have YOU lost? Ever since the Aesthian terror campaign, men and women from the Imperial corps of engineers have been working around the clock to rebuild your lives and homes."
The shot cuts from the Imperial Seal to a soldier in full battle dress assisting in an overworked animal shelter, carrying a pair of puppies.
: I'm doing my part!
Then to another helping the local firemen put out a burning building.
: I'm doing my part!
And finally to a power-armored trooper at a construction site holding up an I-beam while his comrades weld it in place.
: We're doing our part!
"Join the Imperial Auxilia today and do
your part to ensure a stable and safe environment for your homeland now and forever! Deference guarantees your defense!"
Some of your comrades seem mildly amused.
: Does anyone actually fall for that manipulative bullstuff?
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