Post by Theodore Connelly on Jun 11, 2020 22:20:40 GMT
Well, this wasn't the worst job he had been assigned to yet at least. Not even close. Not even top 10, really.
The bean soup splatted into the plastic container with a 'shlaping' sound, drawing a low 'ew' and a dirty look out of the poor recipient trooper. To that, Theo responded with a bored stare and a shrug of the shoulders.
It was not the worst job he had ever been assigned to- but it was very easily the most insulting. He really hadn't gotten his ass through bootcamp just to end up serving bean soup in a bloody's airship's cafeteria.
"Move it. You are slowing down the line." He told the disgruntled trooper bluntly, prompting the other trooper behind him to shove him forward.
This was merely a temporary station, but still... Next time he was on a mission, he was definitely gonna try to keep his mouth shut. Clearly, screaming as much as he usually did gave his superiors the wrong impression of where his talents laid.
Well, at least he wasn't suffering through this alone.
His gaze drifted away from the bean soup in front of him to the other youth besides him; the perfect recruit; one Irvine Brahms.