gladly feast on all those who would dare to try and subdue us
Hesitation is not surprising given he had been endlessly careful not to name his superior in the retelling of his tale, but Anju is a patient woman. She will insist if she must, or otherwise research the fellows who may have been with the Dragoon on that day if he decides not to tell her. This will not escape her hand of justice.
Luckily it seems she will not have to resort to that, though the very corners of her eyes betray her as they narrow the moment he mentions Hendriks' name. She has reprimanded him in the past for various infractions and always despaired that she could not prove anything worse that would strip him of his rank. At last it seems she can.
"Thank you for telling me Octavius," she intones solemnly, though it is strange to use his primary name when most soldiers - even amongst themselves - utilize the surname. Here in the Temple however, with neither on duty, it would feel wrong.
Though the spirit of fairness and anonymity should hold her tongue, given how affected Octavius had been by Hendriks' actions it seems only right to tell him what lies in his supervisor's future. "He will be stripped of his rank immediately and ousted from the Dragoons, barred from ever returning. The merchant will be found and I will speak with them personally to corroborate your story, but it will be a formality. Your witness account is enough to oust him prior to that happening." Tucking her long dark hair behind her ear, eyes far away and hard, she continues. "Reparations will be given to the merchant from his own coffers, and he will be given a court date to determine if he will serve time or be forced to perform community service." Head turning back to him, a small smile - rare, for her - curls up her lips. "And, of course, you will receive a new supervisor to report to. Though I don't think that will be terrible for you?"
Luckily it seems she will not have to resort to that, though the very corners of her eyes betray her as they narrow the moment he mentions Hendriks' name. She has reprimanded him in the past for various infractions and always despaired that she could not prove anything worse that would strip him of his rank. At last it seems she can.
"Thank you for telling me Octavius," she intones solemnly, though it is strange to use his primary name when most soldiers - even amongst themselves - utilize the surname. Here in the Temple however, with neither on duty, it would feel wrong.
Though the spirit of fairness and anonymity should hold her tongue, given how affected Octavius had been by Hendriks' actions it seems only right to tell him what lies in his supervisor's future. "He will be stripped of his rank immediately and ousted from the Dragoons, barred from ever returning. The merchant will be found and I will speak with them personally to corroborate your story, but it will be a formality. Your witness account is enough to oust him prior to that happening." Tucking her long dark hair behind her ear, eyes far away and hard, she continues. "Reparations will be given to the merchant from his own coffers, and he will be given a court date to determine if he will serve time or be forced to perform community service." Head turning back to him, a small smile - rare, for her - curls up her lips. "And, of course, you will receive a new supervisor to report to. Though I don't think that will be terrible for you?"
