SCRA Recruitment Centre

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Only a single object was seen in the opaque, dark room of the Coalition Recruitment office. A single sign shined out from under the flickering light. He knew that he had come to the right place. He stood still in front of the door for a good 10 seconds, most likely wondering whether he should enter or not. The room was quite, only the sounds of the maintence machines were heard. The man inhaled deeply and wiped the sweat from his forehead before lightly knocking on the door.

A second later a voice speaked out in a heavy Russian Accent,

"Come in.."

The man entered the room and stood at ease before the recruitment officer's desk, his hands were clasped in front of him. No longer was the man a nervous soul, no more sweat was seen on the man's forehead. There was the single sparkling light of the lamp, the only single source of light in the dusty room. The man was ready to fight for the rights and equality of the people. He was ready to join the revolution. The recruitment officer hardly moved his head, his eyes looking up from the book he was reading. Finally, after a short while the man started to speak. "Greetings comrade." The man said confidently. "My name is Adrian Koslov, I have come here today to enlist in the Coalition." The man did not stutter or hesitate. His path of destiny was clear.

He did not even pause to think of what he was going to say. He knew his will and purpose and he continued; "It is obvious that I am of Russian decent comrade. This is only rumors, but this is what I was told from my grandfather. My ancestors were part of the Coalition Sabotage Force that crippled the Alliance ship Hispania. After the first explosion they ejected off the ship with the Corsairs in fear of being caught. When they had finished their mission they went into the shadows on Planet Crete. Living in hiding until they passed away. But, infact of all the hardships they managed to raise a child, a healthy baby that managed to grow up into one of my great grandfathers named Ivan. I still have the letter that they sent to him." Adrian explained as he pulled out a dirty, brown, and crinkled piece of paper. He looked at it for a second, his eyes filled with deep thoughts, and then he continued, "They had wished for him to meet up with the other Coalition forces that managed to make it into the Sirius system and join their ranks as a pilot of the New Coalition order. But of cource that never happened. Instead, Ivan chose a life of greed like the filthy capitalists and vanished working for the Bounty Hunters. For a time, I did not know where my heritage and ancestory went. But in spite of everything I had one more living relative that was true to the Communist cause, my late grandfather. He told me of the ideals of the Coalition, and the cause that they are trying to spread. When he died, he left me with a couple million credits and this note that he found from an old journal, which happens to be the one that my Coalition ancestors wrote long ago. For the rest of my childhood life and into my early adulthood infact I have roamed to the far reaches of Sirius. I now know of my grandfather's visions. For so long have I seen the greed of the Capitalist pigs and the Fascist fools. For so long have I seen the mass murdering of innocent civilians killed when only wanting to lead a better life. For so long have I seen the Bounty hunter's only intend, money, and killing people for it. For so long have I seen nothing but evil, gluttony, and needless violence that this new 'Sirius' provided. I have seen enough and I wish to honor my heritage in joining the ranks of the Sirius Coalition Revolutionary Army. I am ready comrade, to fight for all that is worthy and to fight for the Revolution." With a deep breath Adrian looked up with pride and confidence, his eyes glaring to the emptiness of the room.

The Coalition Recruitment officer looked at him for a second, snatched his application and harshly waved him off. Adrian walked tall out of the room, with a small smile on his face.

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Recipient of the Hispania Memorium, Golden Fourragere, Halo of Valor, Order of the Red Star, and the Hero of the Revolution