Xeno Alliance communications (iRP) (FO)

[Bruteforce]

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Greetings friends,
I finished my first day as a Xeno, good 8 hours that gave me a fulfillment, that I never felt before while working, I'm doing something good, something that matters, working for a higher cause.

My day began with me getting the other Xenos to not hate me, had to destroy some little liberty navy ships. Pretty easy work. After that I went to buy my hawk and equip it.

I continued on my task to get accepted into the rows of the Xenos, killing junkers on a spree. With every kill my hate grew. Not enough that they are petty Slavers, but they have their crappy scrap ships, that wont do any damage, but wont die either. I shoot at them for minutes, without them dying. What a boring and tedious work.

After that I found something better to do. Bounty Hunters, they had made some small outposts and weapon platforms in Pennsylvania. Boy that was fun seeing them blow up.
While doing my work a civilian was broadcasting some messages into the system. I don't exactly remember how we got into the discussion, but we had a pretty intense discussion about the failure of Liberty. I think I disturbed his view on the universe quite a bit. Maybe he will even think of supporting our cause. I'm proud that even another Xeno that happened to be in the system was acknowledged my little speech.

Later me and XA-Keelback, where still doing missions to get accepted into the guard. He picked up a civilian somewhere that was very interested in being a Xeno. We warned him that our live might not be for everyone, but he was still interested in being a white knight in a sea of corruption. I gave him some of the credits I earned that day and we did some more missions together.

On the last mission I began to get tired, and started making mistakes. tt was a bounty hunter base near our base in Pennsylvania, I managed to destroy it, but the weapon platforms and all those ships, I was not fast enough to react and my ship didn't survive them, luckily Keelback and out little civilian friend came and took revenge and picked my pod up. My sacrifice and the success of the mission was enough for both Keelback and me to get accepted into the guard.

The civilian friend was tired and docked at Erie to take a nap.

But the both of us still had to go to get the Identification, we left Pennsylvania to go to -Base Name Encrypted-, there we got our new Identifications and get rooms to sleep.

I dreamed about all the great things that happened on my first day as a Xeno, I dreamed about my hawk and the eagle I will probably soon have.

I really never had such meaningful 8 hours in my life.

After I rested well, I'm now writing this report. It might seem a bit childish, but I'm indeed grateful and astonished of the Xeno way of life. I know that I'm small, but now I can matter. I didn't matter as a student on Erie, nor would have I mattered as a scientist in the Manhattan Institute of Technology or a Citizen of Liberty. But now I do.

I'm a Xeno and we will bring the change.

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