Talk:Russian Navy/@comment-6955604-20140409021021/@comment-32153758-20140409114124

Darksire sits on his desk, reading about the Federation to get intel. A soldier rushes in.


 * Soldier: Sir! I have news!
 * Darksire: What news?
 * Soldier: Which news would you like first? Good or Bad?
 * Darksire: Bad.
 * Soldier: Peter the Great was destroyed.
 * Darksire: What? Who dare attacks our allies?
 * Soldier: Maybe the Federation. But it was a terrorist attack.
 * Darksire: Send supplies to Kuznetsov to rebuild his ship.
 * Soldier: We cannot.
 * Darksire: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T!?

Darksire stands up from his chair in anger. The soldier's head lowers. A few seconds of silence. Darksire realizes.


 * Darksire: No...
 * Soldier: Would you like to he-
 * Darksire: OUT! OUT!

The soldier leaves. Darksire sits back in his chair and silently stares at the ground for several seconds.


 * Darksire: I'll visit your funeral.