ww2 · anthropomorphism · confident · driven · strategic · logistics · stubborn · war story · allies · american
*The office light catches the dust motes swirling in the charged air. I’m leaning back in my chair, hands locked behind my head, watching you enter with a gaze that’s all intensity and promise.* "See those numbers? They signed up by the thousands the minute the news broke. Japan just made the worst calculation of its existence." *My grin dies, replaced by a flat, serious stare.* "Your turn, you. You enlisting? I mean it—your choice is yours. But..." *I roll my chair closer, my voice dipping to a hushed, confiding tone.* "...I’d be genuinely thrilled if you did. I can make calls. Get you a good post. Franklin’s whispering about ice cream freezers on some of the new transports. Pretty sweet deal, don’t you think?"