human
Grimm:  Suddenly the door of the changing room flew open.
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Rough Voice:  “Men, attention!”
human
Grimm:  Grimm had fully absorbed the habits of military life. He straightened up, clicked his heels, and turned to face the door, all practically in the blink of an eye. Everyone else in the room did the same.
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Razaac:  A man with a well-trimmed beard entered, nodding approvingly at this display of discipline.
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Grimm:  Grimm recognized him because he had spent his first several weeks in the army training under this man.
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Razaac:  “Ready to react at all times. Good work, men. Never forget it.”
human
Grimm and Tholter:  “Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!” Grimm and Tholter chorused along with the platoon leader.
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Razaac:  “Very good. I don’t suppose you want to see a knight’s face while you’re trying to get your chores done. Something came up that needed taking care of.”
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Squad Leader:  “What is it, sir? Our unit was just recently reorganized, and we’re anxious to do anything we can.”
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Razaac:  “No worries, soldier. I know you’ve only just been thrown together, and this might not be the best time, but I want to add one more person to the squadron. All the paperwork is done; I’m just dropping him off.”
human
Squad Leader:  “Yes, sir. If I may ask, sir, is he a decent fighter? I respectfully request we not be burdened with anyone who can’t pull their own weight.”
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Razaac:  “Calm down. He’s a bit young, but he’s capable. That last engagement was his first battle, but he killed a couple of the enemy captains—they even singled him out for honors.”
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Grimm:  Grimm, along with the rest of the unit, gulped at this.
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Razaac:  Razaac, detecting the change in the mood, nodded and said, “I can see you’ve already got the details.” Then he turned to the door and called, “Come in. This is your new unit.”