Editing The Commissar and His Maid (section)

==Part 14==
TRAITORS BE DAMNED, ITS COLD OUT THERE.
Whats this? your designation is Tricero? Well then Tricero, the Emperor says to give respect to all things that deserve it, so, here's to you.

And yes, I am in a good mood. We beat the Valhallans. Again. In their home conditions, we beat them. We might have gotten a mild case of hypothermia, but we beat them. I ordered double rations for everyone for that, courtesy of our gracious hosts. However, I am fair, we commissars decided that double rations all around were in order, so the Valhallans are happy too.

6345 got her Exaltation Team together again. They all stood there in their cold weather gear, pom poms shaking for us, their muffled cheers driving the men to victory.

After the game, 6345 and I hitched a on a chimera down to the local town, and enjoyed the entertainment district. It was rather quaint, with quality pubs and eateries, and even an amphitheater, where some local youth were putting on a show about two young nobles who were very much in love or something. 6345 and I watched it for a while, my commissarial uniform getting us in for free.

We continued on, until 6345 pulled on my jacket, and pointed to a small store on the corner. We entered, the shopkeep welcoming us happily. He said how much of an honor it was to have a member of the guard in his store, and that anything we wanted would be half price.

At the mention of that 6345's eyes lit up and she disappeared into row upon row of clothing, accessories and knickknacks. I found her trying on a pair of lampacka gloves with a fur trim, which she seemed to like, but she put back when she saw me watching her. She hurried off again, and when i spotted her, she was back at the counter, purchasing something.

We left the store, and she pulled what she had bought from the bag.

A luxurious red scarf.