SCRA Recruitment Centre

[mtjsmith]

Annoyed that no-one new was coming through his door, Xu headed back to the lounge where four recruits, bloodied and strangely still alive, waited.

"Hrm. Alicia, papers please."

The Commissar duly obliged.

"Standard testing protocol. There is an examination centre to your right. Pass the exam, you stay alive. Fail the exam, you die."

He pointed to the stack of papers and to the room.

"Move it, lest I kill you with a single stab in the eye with this pen!"

He headed to the entrance door to the Recruitment Lounge and tapped in his command code sealing the door. If anyone knocked, there would be no-one to answer. Even if the most daring of applicants tried to breach the door with a Nomad site-to-site transporter, their molecules would be scattered into the twin suns of Omega-52.

"Alicia, stop transmitting the wide-band signal and put up a "Gone to Lunch" sign. There's a nice Club Sandwich being served in the Officers Mess. Thank you."

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