Report. || Tristan
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Aleksei had kept himself busy while the majority of the camp had been on leave. He hadn’t taken any himself, having no where to go. He was also in Lieutenant Vasile’s charge, being new and having much to prove still after his long recovery. He was given an opportunity to help to do so though when Costin left camp with a few others to further aid the allies. The agent that was supposed to interrogate the camp’s newer prisoners had an assignment elsewhere as well, leaving Aleksei to handle them himself. Which he was easily willing to do. It was what he’d been trained for and had done prior to his imprisonment.
Interrogation was like a form of art to the young Russian. The were different tools and techniques of the trade. Definitely not a profession for those with weak stomachs or resolves. In spite of his own torture, he even employed new methods he’d learned from the Nazis. Ones that had been used on himself. Though he adapted them since it wasn’t for medical study or scientific purposes. They seemed to be working, as he had information to pass on to Intelligence. Aleksei hadn’t been entirely sure whom he should give the information to, however, so he sought one of the operatives he’d been previously informed of. “Извините-” he cleared his throat. “Excuse me?” He inquired in his heavily accented voice to garner the attention of a young agent upon his approach.