10-17-2018, 12:25 AM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; line-height:115%; text-align: justify; padding: 10px"]Oh, another facist, Kemmerich! Per usual, Sirius’ dual souls were bickering again. The mink trotted over and sat up on his hind legs, leaning forward to attempt to sniff the cat before falling back on his haunches. Sirius was very new, so he did not want to upset higher authorities by accepting joiners ... and, wow this system was weak. How would they ever know if a spy entered their ranks? No identification papers, nothing. It almost made Sirius worry for his safety.
”Well, I don’t know, boy. What’s your purpose behind that question?” Sirius figured he could interrogate the prospective citizen before someone who actually knew the laws of the Pitt would come over. There was no harm in weeding out spies.
”Well, I don’t know, boy. What’s your purpose behind that question?” Sirius figured he could interrogate the prospective citizen before someone who actually knew the laws of the Pitt would come over. There was no harm in weeding out spies.