Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140311004142/@comment-24487330-20140319190043

The seconds seemed to stretch into days as Camo awaited Nikolai's response; if the anxiety in his suspense were corporeal, it would have soaked through his uniform and doused him to the bones before his interviewer finally delivered his verdict. His gaze never once wandered, though, an indication of focus learned through his practices in both marksmanship and in meditation.

When the final word on his application was finally revealed, he couldn't help but allow a smile to slowly creep across his face. It would be nice to have some work to do and money to pay off his expenses...not to mention some debts that needed settling. As Nikolai rose from his seat, Camo followed suit, shook his hand, and responded by simply asking, "When do I start?"