Ustikolina campus, reformatory for wives(IC/MT)

[Blagorgansk]

The aircraft arrive late the next morning. They hire a local car to drive from the airport to the reformatory. Ivan, her husband, cries as the car gets closer because he is worried about his wife. He knows she will be furious with him.

[Trad Bosnia]

The aircraft arrive late the next morning. They hire a local car to drive from the airport to the reformatory. Ivan, her husband, cries as the car gets closer because he is worried about his wife. He knows she will be furious with him.

IC: At the reformatory, he is greeted by the headmistress, his wife is called to make her husband a cup of coffee.
"What are your concerns, sir?" he is asked

[Blagorgansk]

She makes the cup of coffee with an angry look on her face. Frighteningly, she is also smiling while doing so.

“I-I just miss her”, says the husband. “I didn’t want her to be locked away or mistreated. I-I don’t know what I wanted.” He began to cry again anxiously. The lawyer and government official looked embarrassed.

She came out with the cup of coffee and did not look happy to see Ivan. She said, “I made this coffee for you dear…. But I think you want me to have it, yes?”

He nodded nervously as he looked at her. “Uh, you can have it. Hunny I missed you”, he said.

“Nyet! You trick me here and send me away? They throw me in cell. And all you care about is what you want.” She drank the coffee once more.

“I just wanted you to respect me”, he said.

“Sending me here was a mistake”, she said.

[Trad Bosnia]

She makes the cup of coffee with an angry look on her face. Frighteningly, she is also smiling while doing so.

“I-I just miss her”, says the husband. “I didn’t want her to be locked away or mistreated. I-I don’t know what I wanted.” He began to cry again anxiously. The lawyer and government official looked embarrassed.

She came out with the cup of coffee and did not look happy to see Ivan. She said, “I made this coffee for you dear…. But I think you want me to have it, yes?”

He nodded nervously as he looked at her. “Uh, you can have it. Hunny I missed you”, he said.

“Nyet! You trick me here and send me away? They throw me in cell. And all you care about is what you want.” She drank the coffee once more.

“I just wanted you to respect me”, he said.

“Sending me here was a mistake”, she said.

IC: The headmistress said "I think she's learnt her lesson, you can accept back her home now if you want. But I'll think she'd like to get her friend Sofia's phone number first."

[Blagorgansk]

“Yes, we should take her back”, he said.

“We will talk when we are home, dear Ivan”, she said before passing the cup to him. “And yes, I should get Sofia’s information. I feel bad that she cannot also leave. She should come visit Blagorgansk.”

[Patria Honorable]

“Yes, we should take her back”, he said.

“We will talk when we are home, dear Ivan”, she said before passing the cup to him. “And yes, I should get Sofia’s information. I feel bad that she cannot also leave. She should come visit Blagorgansk.”

IC: Sofia gives Yekaterina her mobile phone number, "Bye, phone me soon." she says.

[Blagorgansk]

“Will do”, she replies. “Maybe one day you can visit my nation.”

[Trad Bosnia]

“Will do”, she replies. “Maybe one day you can visit my nation.”

IC: Her husband is handed a suitcase with her things, "These are her possessions, we had them packed for her." they say and they did.

[Blagorgansk]

“Thank you”, Ivan said. “I’m sorry for all the trouble she caused.”

Yekaterina gave him an angry look. They soon took her things and left. As they were getting in the car, Kate could be heard shouting at him in Russian.

[Heemstra]

That was a difficult but rewarding task.

After several days of eating that awful food and listening to those people talking all kinds of misogynistic nonsense, it was time to leave that place.

Juliette went through all the rooms, there was no one else but the abject bosniaks, the worst scum one could find.

She had spent weeks on end preparing that "incident", and now it was time to execute. It had become especially easier after the government that ran the place collapsed. All she had to do was bring that shit down. The time bombs had been placed in the places indicated by Empire intelligence two days earlier. The last part of the plan was complete when she poured the gallon of gasoline over the cars in the car park. A trail of fuel on the ground connected them all, or at least the ones that had remained.

The woman lit a book she had picked up in the library. She didn't understand that language, but it seemed to be a religious book or something. Not that she cared. She was a proud atheist. When that book was on fire, she just threw it into the trail of gasoline. In a few moments, the flames went from the first to the second car, then to the third, and soon all the vehicles started to turn into black things releasing a stinky smoke. Leaving the place quickly, running to get away from the flames that were gaining more and more strength, she went to take shelter on a nearby hill.

Lying there, she called her contact.

"Everything is in place. Burn all those sons of bitches!"

The voice on the other end of the line confirmed:

"Perfect, Kopke. Let's start the detonations. Proceed to security checkpoint 26. The helicopter should arrive early evening, keep us informed of your location."

The young woman sat there, watching the destruction of that hell on earth. She hoped she would never have to see one of those again, and she counted on the World Assembly and Security Council not allowing it. Not that she had much confidence in politicians.

Hearing the first explosion from inside the building, Juliette Kopke took her headphones out of her pocket, and turning on some music, stood there. She sang, but no one else could hear. The noise of the explosions destroying the building drowned out her voice.

"Trees of green, red roses too..."