Post by Monique Adelina De'Ath on Dec 15, 2019 7:43:07 GMT
The recruiting sergeant took a long steady look at the pathetic excuse for a man that stood before him, a 'man' avidly announcing his military prowess and giving great voice to his future exploits upon the field against hordes of enemies.
Clearly the fellow was not quite right in the head, mad as a hatter most likely, and he kept waving around a tattered old rabbit's foot claiming it to be a treasured war relic with powers of protection for whoever possessed it. However the recent losses at the Front had been worrying and the Army needed basically anyone it could get at the moment, so what if this weedy looking lunatic joined up at least he could take a bullet instead of someone of better worth. So, with a weary sigh, the Sergeant took a quill and a sheath of paper and noted down the volunteers details, stamped it with a regimental crest and ticked 'fit for duty' at the bottom before passing it across for signature.
After sending the imbecile to join the other recruits awaiting transport to the Front he cast a swift gaze at the name signed, Renne Ives Pauvin….initials RIP he noted...how apt, before tossing the sheet onto the pile of others on his desk.
Clearly the fellow was not quite right in the head, mad as a hatter most likely, and he kept waving around a tattered old rabbit's foot claiming it to be a treasured war relic with powers of protection for whoever possessed it. However the recent losses at the Front had been worrying and the Army needed basically anyone it could get at the moment, so what if this weedy looking lunatic joined up at least he could take a bullet instead of someone of better worth. So, with a weary sigh, the Sergeant took a quill and a sheath of paper and noted down the volunteers details, stamped it with a regimental crest and ticked 'fit for duty' at the bottom before passing it across for signature.
After sending the imbecile to join the other recruits awaiting transport to the Front he cast a swift gaze at the name signed, Renne Ives Pauvin….initials RIP he noted...how apt, before tossing the sheet onto the pile of others on his desk.