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| “Earth Forces Jillian,”
the Dominai droned in butchered English. “Your performance was admirable.”
“What do you mean admirable,”
Lauren shouted. “She killed an unarmed prisoner! Corporal,
you will meet me in common room immediately and explain your actions.”
Before Jillian could respond, the Dominai interceded.
“Earth Forces Lauren. There
will be no discussion. I am informing your General that there is
to be no disciplining of Earth Forces Jillian on this matter. Corporal
Jillian displays the traits of violence, ruthlessness, disregard
for life that the Galactic Alliance prizes in your species. We Dominai
are too civilized to ever kill prisoners, but you have been selected
for your moral inferiority.”
Jillian wasn’t thrilled with
the Dominai’s self-aggrandizement but couldn’t pass up the opportunity
to smirk at Lauren. “Tough break Sarge, better luck next time,”
Jillian said as she shouldered the now deactivated weapon and sauntered
towards the exit. The Dominai turned its attention back to Lauren.
“You, Earth Forces Lauren
have a lot to learn from Jillian,” the Dominai intone in its high
pitched voice. Lauren could only glower at the Dominai and then at
Jillian’s retreating back.
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