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Vorshevsky nodded.

"So you say you will follow any orders hmm?" The Commisar wondered.

"I hold it that you are willing to become loyal to our cause, and understand what we truly fight, work, and bleed for."

At that moment Vorshevsky was cut off by the arrival of Alicia. With a quick salute she handed the Commisar a dossier report, James Blackburn's profile, and quickly left with haste.

The Commisar took a good long moment to read over the report with a curious look on his face. Finally he put down the report and stared at Blackburn.

"If you are indeed wanted for treason, that means the home you called Liberty that you have fought and risked your life for means nothing to you anymore."

The Commisar continued as he motioned to the guards. "Let's see how loyal you are to our cause 'comrade'."

The Guards returned to the room with a bloody and bruised man, a bag over his head and his armed tied. The guards pushed the man to the ground, bringing him to his knees. James' eyes widened as the guards pulled the bag off of the man. Vorshevsky smiled as he watched the whole ordeal. He noticed that Blackburn's posture changed as he found out the identity of the prisoner the guards just unveiled. Was it a friend of his? Maybe an old acquantance? Vorshevsky looked curious.

"We found this dirtbag taking a nice little stroll in our system." The Commisar grabbed the man by his cheeks, "Now did we little boy?" he asked sarcastically to the frightened man.

The Commisar started to explain. "We found out that this pilot worked for the Liberty Navy Covert Ops. An agent just like you."

Vorshevsky held a devilish smile as he continued, "But then again, this man might be just another innocent kid who was at the wrong place at the wrong time."

"You know what we do to spies, James. If you are willing to do anything and everything to fight for our cause, for the glorious Coalition, then you will start with this. This will be the first step to prove if you are loyal and ready to join our ranks. Are you willing to trust me, a fellow soldier, and his judgement?"

Vorshevsky handed James his gun.

"You decide"

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Recipient of the Hispania Memorium, Golden Fourragere, Halo of Valor, Order of the Red Star, and the Hero of the Revolution