Carlos walked in and sat down at a table, his hands fidgeting endlessly. He missed the long yellow grass and the smell, the smell of home.
"Carlos 'La Mal' Diego," a woman spoke next to him. He looked up, a hardened looking woman was staring down at him."What did you want to see me about, Tonto?"
"Hermana," He said slowly,"I want to return. I wish to fight for Malta once again"
"You wish to return now?" she sneered."You would be lucky to polish her boots after what you have done."
"Please, Juanita, I just want to go home." He was almost on his knees now, though his pride kept him from that.
"We will see what she says, but do not expect a warm welcome, La Mal."
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Name: Carlos 'La Mal' Diego
Occupation: Gunboat Pilot
Current Vessel: None
Quick History: Served with the Malta Guard at its inception, but after an accident in space began to wander Sirius, Cardamine withdrawals driving him slightly sadistically insane.