Snippet #768465

Baellys grimaced under his helmet,thankful that the Sergeant Thabit couldn't see the look,he would have been cuffed for it where he had come from. He finally shrugged as if it didn't matter and leaned against the wall and looked back at Thabit.
"Well Sergeant...I'm used to addressing my superiors in such manner,and you are my commanding officer,so I call you Sir out of habit,I'm sorry..Sir.",he said sarcastically as he rummaged through one of his pockets and then another.
After a few moment he made a sound of anger and kicked the ground in a futile gesture.
"The the depths of Hell with the thrice damned gods that watch over us.",he exclaimed,as he paced back and forth in anger before stopping for a moment and taking a calming breath and returning to his silent,tact self.

He wasn't particularly happy with Thabit's response,though he couldn't blame the man for being short tempered,he wasn't happy himself,but he was also damn near dead inside,so it was easy to ignore most of his emotions.
His eyes drifted over the woman that seemed to be jumping and shivering alot and again he couldn't blame her,were he not as battle hardened he might be the same way,Hells,he'd seen full grown men piss themselves in similar situations so he had to applaud her somewhat at least.
Then his eyes fell on the other woman,was that a look of contempt,no she had no emotion in her face at all,just like he had,maybe he was getting suspicious,oh well. He shrugged once more and took another bored kick at the floor.
When the man they were after came into the room,his instinct was to leap at the man and break him by any means,but his logic told him that he was too far away,what with the chains about his feet,so he simply ignored everything his training and instinct told him to do and simply stood there,watching him warily.

"Good,glad you're still alive,wouldn't want to be denied the pleasure of just revenge."