life style change.

[Kornpatch]

Urg I’m so hungry, I thought to myself as i walked through the populated streets of Stuttgart like i always did ever since i was little, but i can’t go back home father needs the money to feed himself, staring down at my feet i wasn't watching where i was going and walked straight into someone, "I’m sorry", i said meekly and tried to get away as quickly as possible, he grabbed my shoulder and said "hey the names Alastair you look a little worse for the weather", his accent clearly marked him from Kusari yet his English surprisingly good , "ummm yes sir a bit of a rough patch in my life" not trying to sound too uninterested in the man but realizing that if i play my cards right i could score some credits, i add quickly to the end of my sentence, "can’t find a job at the moment I’m too young but I’m 18 in like a week so i can grab a job and finally get some food" my stomach rumbled to aid my point, and i gently patted my stomach in my head, " well i can help you find a job", wow i thought i just met this guy he’s really over polite, "ummm OK what can i do?" i ask, cautious of this Random’s generosity, "follow me", and with that he began walking i followed continuously looking over my shoulder to watch for a wrench to the back of my head but the wrench never came we walked in silence to the shipyard where the ugliest ship i have ever seen was moored, "that's your job" he pointed to the behemoth "you will be running freight for me, in the beginning of course."
"But i haven’t any money to buy even a small ship we have my dad’s little ship but i don't live there anymore, i couldn't possibly buy that." i replied quickly.
"Well than you are just going to have to pay me back." he reached into his back pocket and pulled out his credit chip, and after a few tapping he asked for mine, i gave it to him and before i knew it i was staring at 50 mill credits in my bank account.

I could just run never see him again its simple don't by the ship and make a break for it he doesn't even know my name "Dylan you there?" he was shaking my shoulder, "what?" i replied absent minded "sorry I’m shocked to have so much money in my account" i took a step forward and his grip on my shoulder tightened "don't run now, you can either buy that ship or give the credits back to me, you run and you get a bit of plasma for your trouble, ***** i thought ok well its better than nothing, his grip on my shoulder disappeared and i walked straight to the sales man, i handed him the credit chip and asked him for the behemoth, he tapped around for a bit then gave it back to me 40 mill poorer, i got in my ship and walked around for a bit, in all her ugliness she had beauty somewhere deep in her core, i sat in the pilot’s seat staring at Alastair who was standing at the entrance of the ship yard leaning against the wall staring at me, he mouthed the words see you in space.

Yes in space i thought but first new clothes and i chuckled to myself.

Pulling my new coat on was a pleasure.
In space we did meet, he had the same hulk of beautiful ugliness as my new ship, although his ship coloured slightly differently from the dust of unknown worlds to me.

Alastair and i have been running freight for a few months now and i must admit i am doing myself well very well actually, but this is not enough so I’ve sent my application to the Rheinland Military Alastair doesn't know yet but after skipping out on a few illegal trades he has started making i think it’s for the best, maybe i can set him straight, I’m living at Al's place it’s a mansion funded by him and me, amazing place, but I’ve found a new place its quaint and well suited for my needs.

Clutching the papers in my hands staring at my application form I had just filled out, I lower the pages into the recruitment inbox in the Rheinland military front office…
The following weeks are torment and with no reply from the Rheinland military I have a sudden feeling that I haven’t had the right childhood or maybe I'm too young to join the army, then a sound comes from my data pad, the sound of an incoming message, I quickly rip my pad out of my jacket pocket and there infront of me is a message from the conscriptor of the Rheinland Military a sense of pride and joy built up from my chest and I read aloud, “Dylan Vorster ,Your application is accepted. Welcome to the Rheinland Military. You are required to report to the Recruit briefing auditorium ASAP, This is mandatory.
Here's your copy of the field manual. You are cleared to fighter class (Wrath VHF and Snubnose bomber) ships.”

Unable to hold in my excitement I throw the data pad up in the air with a loud “WOOP!” to accompany the sound of a breaking data pad that now lies in ruins on the floor.

Not again I think to myself, and I give myself a facepalm for my own stupidity.

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"You have ruled this galaxy for ten thousand years, yet have little of account to show for your efforts. Such failure must be depressing to bear as it is pathetic to behold."
-Imotekh the Stormlord