In her decades long service, Anje had seen many horrible terrifying things in the various campaigns she was part of. Compared to shower of shrapnel and fire that had taken the light from her eye, Faye was but a restless spark. A restless spark that left the hound completely unfazed as the tempestous magister stood before her. True, with a gesture the magister could turn Anje in a haze of fire that'd either leave her permanently crippled or more likely dead, but the Reik was born from a superior race. One that knew a discipline to shape an empire. Anje trusted in that discipline, so she did not doubt Faye's ability to restrain her anger even in the slightest.<br/><br/>Full of hot fury wielding a voice like a frozen knife, Faye did manage to upset the Hound. Anje made a face at the magister's accusations. Speaking softly and calmly.<b>[Teutari] "A hat is earned, Magister. If taken, it's merely a drab of cloth decorating one's head... and I doubt that the Rittmeister's sense of humour includes playing practical tricks on promising young Magisters. Please go see the Vizefeldwebel Krieger."</b><br/><br/>As that intense heat faded with the magister's departure to less boiling hot temperatures Anje received praise where she had not expected. The hound blinked dumbfounded at Grobk as he congratulated her. The strange creature had looked anything but trustworthy but maybe she had misjudged him based on his appearance. Clearly the way he had been leering at her earlier had just been a healthy interest in a veteran of war.<b>"Errr, thank you.... good... don't go anywhere where you won't hear the comm system."</b>She watched the Zozkar leave, then departed with a quiet but firm nod towards the minotaur.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>With a mild sense of apprehension Anje made her way over to the base's armory, carefully following the ever present painted markers. The Vizfeldwebel's doubt regarding the genuine nature of Anje's new hat had stung. It was a natural reaction, considering no Hound had worn a hat like this before and no Unterelfe could even dream of a rank even close to Stabswachtmeister. Only officers were above her now. Yet... it told Anje that not every Reik Elf shared the Rittmeister's trust in the capability of the Hounds. If a Wölfentreuen did steal a hat like this, she and her fellow Hounds would be the first to drag them on their knees to a swift execution.<br/><br/>Would whomever was in charge of the armoury share the Vizefeldwebel's distrust? Or would they be informed or even agree with the Rittmeister's decision. With thoughts like these running through her head did Anje report to Armoury. A new custom uniform. Not just a patch on her shoulder. It's gonna be weird not wearing something mass produced and standard issue.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>