The Forlorn Hope

[KamiFaby]

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Trenton Outpost, New York, Liberty

02/25/824 A.S., 21:19 Sirius Standard Time

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"Let's drink! Cheers!" With that, everyone started drinking their beverages.

"Now let's get to business guys. 'Bout that recruiting stuff. In my opinion we should at least try to recruit new people, preferably in space. After all, we want people that fit in our little group."
She takes a break and smiles. "What I'm saying here is, that we should offer people a spot in our group if one of us thinks their suitable. The process I'm thinking 'bout involves votes.
We are the three chairman, so if one of us finds a suitable candidate he or she vouches for him or her. To finalize the process the other two vote if the candidate is suitable. If one of the two voters is in favor of the candidate, the candidate will be accepted.
We can even put them on a trial phase for some time and if they mess up we'll just throw them out."
Sarah coughs once and takes a sip of her whisky. "What do you guys think 'bout the idea?" She looks around and tries to read her friend's faces. The question:'Do they like my idea?' spins around in Sarah's head while she's waiting for an answer.