SCRA Recruitment Centre

[Lanakov]

Commissar Sudoplatov was pulled from his nap by Rosa's sweet voice.
"Commissar ? We have an applicant ready to be interviewed."
"About damn time. Bring him in, Rosa."

Right as the man entered, Sudoplatov adressed him with a sharp voice.
"You've survived this far. Congratulations. Now don't expect any candy because we're just getting started."
The commissar quickly perused Meier's papers.

"Born on Vogtland, I see. And that's all we know about you. That's meager, not to say insufficient. The Coalition wants to be able to rely on its pilots. We don't take ghosts in. So I'll make sure we're clear here. I want to know who you are, Meier. What do you do for a living, who do you work for at present, who wants you dead, i tak dalye."

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If everyone was a bit more like Lanakov, the entire world would be more positive. Including pregnancy tests.