Trudging through the main office, Ludwig reached out to get a cup of coffee. The brew swirled through the air leaving a steam that swayed away like his mind. The German staggered and slumped over in the nearby and almost unstable wooden chair that squealed out and shifted in discomfort. Ignoring it's pleas of release he slumped in the seat and leaned towards the table making sure that if he fell, at least a part of the table would catch him.
'What a night,' The German took a sip of the warm relaxing caffeinated beverage, 'A long restless night.'
"Tired, Beilderschmit?" A voice protruded through the air. Ludwig peered over at his chief who gave him a friendly heart warming smile. Giving the boss a small quiet nod he wondered if there was anything specific he was wanting, it wasn't usual for someone of a higher rank to strike up a regular conversation. The man chuckled and took a seat across from him and leaned toward him. "That's what it's like for everyone here." Pausing he eyed Ludwig's coffee and then back up to his blue eyes. He was the perfect race, perfect at everything. "All of us are worn out from watching these troublesome prisoners; they're all just a waste of time. They're very being is worth nothing to us." He peered off into space. "I wish we could just burn them all sometimes." The blonde chocked on his coffee and fought for air with a series of fitful coughs.
"Did I say something wrong?" The chief raised a dark eyebrow at Ludwig.
"Nein, Nein." He postponed the fight to say a few words before lunging himself back in the battle once more. "Went down the wrong pipe." Ludwig cleared his throat and looked away.
After a few moments of silence he decided to change the subject. "Do you think you'll be able to last without sleep for another day?"
"I will do whatever task I'm required to do." The German said as he peered at the table with a long face.
The man didn't notice the shame in Ludwig's soft blue eyes and grinned. "I like you more and more everyday. You're very loyal-"
'Like a dog to his master,' thought the German.
"Hardworking-"
'Like a shoe maker not making business….'
"And very thoughtful."
Ludwig tried not to grit his teeth. 'For what, burning a child?'
"I'm glad you were assigned here."
Ludwig's thoughts continued on. 'So I could take care of your garbage in this horrid place?' Clutching his knees he forced the words out. "Thank you," the German closed his eyes and his un-amused frown appeared.
The chief nodded still with that satisfied grin. "By the way, a new recruit will be coming in. He's from Austria, the guy used to work more in the medical and science field." He strummed his fingers on the table: Ba damp Ba damp. Nothing could possibly be more irritating at the moment.
"I was thinking you two could accompany each other since you're both new." The man paused to look at the blue eyed German. "And help the man, he probably has no idea what it's like fighting on the field or controlling a camp."
Ludwig took a moment to think. He would rather be isolated when working, but it was an order. "I'll do it."
A pleased smile spread on his face. "Then it's settled."
'I'm a dog,' Ludwig thought. He bit his lip as a forlorn sensation over flowed within him. It never occurred to the man that he ever acted this way until now, so loyal, so obedient. Since he was young the German had always been told what to do, it's how he was raised.
"I have to get back to get back to work," the man saluted to the pondering German. "Try not to lollygag around here too much." Ludwig nodded at him and gave a salute before watching him leave. One last sip was taken from his coffee before he got up to leave.
Ludwig's day was filled with empty but worried thoughts. He was too distracted to pay attention to the outside world.
"You're a thinker," that same familiar voice protruded in the air. With irritation Ludwig turned to see the dark haired beauty peering at him with a dreamy smile and eyes filled with wonder.
"You're supposed to be working," He gave her a stern look, "Quit procrastinating. You're situation is already as dreadful as it is. You know what those men are capable of doing to you."
Heidi cocked her head. "Are you sure you're fit to be a Nazi?" her smile still glinted in the scarce light that shined over the place. "Nazi's aren't supposed to care about prisoners or Jews like me for that matter."
The German stepped back a red blush forming on his cheeks. He couldn't tell if he should be offended or not. One things for sure though he wasn't the average Nazi in her eyes. But how could every person be the same from some group. He never thought of it until now. Maybe he wasn't the only one who began to find that his actions were wrong. When Hitler took control August 2nd he was sure the man would do his country good. They needed something to lift the load of their shoulders and cause them happiness. He looked around, but this, this was too much.
The girl watched him with curiosity; she always wondered what went through his head. The blue eyed man could never stop thinking. His eyes struck her like a sword. She smiled glad to get his attention again, "But it's sweet that you care." Heidi closed her lips concealing her teeth. A faint pink appeared on her sunken cheeks. "And that's what a real soldier does," She approached him closer to make sure her point could be proven.
"Get back to work Jew." He barked harshly. He swung his heavy gun in her direction as a threat but deep in his heart he knew couldn't hurt her. "Go on, get!"
Heidi gave a disapproving frown as she walked back to her place. He expected to her at least quicken her pace but she stood tall and completely fearless.