A tall man, wounded and bleeding barged into the recruitment office. A young guard started towards him, but backed away after recieving a menacing glare from the man. The man stepped briskly towards the front desk, and slammed a sheet of paper and a handfull of Rheinland Miltary Dogtags onto the desk, before sitting down on a metal chair, staring forward from underneath his dark hair.
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Quote:Application for the Sirius Coalition Revolutionary Army
Name: Ivan Petrov
DOB: Unkown
Approx. Age: 29
About Myself: For as long as I can remember, I have been a slave. I was taken at an early age, when Corsairs attacked a transport ship me and others loyal to the revolution were travelling on. I do not remember the where or how, but I do know most of the others were killed, and a few of us taken as slaves. One of the other survivors, who was a member of the Sirius Coalition Marines, taught me much about my heritage as a member of the revolution. He told me I was born on Volgograd, and told me of the war, the alliance scum, and the glorious peoples revolution. I endured years of slavery, thinking always of ways to escape, dreaming always of one day returning, to join the revolution. Escape, however, was impossible, as I was used as a slave on the Corsair's home planet. One day, however, my "owners" decided to sell me, to a corsair transport captain. This corsair put me to work as a loader, helping to carry crates of supplies and goods onto his transport. On my first trip on the transport, I decided this would be my chance. I waited for an opportunity to present itself, and stole a handgun from one of the supply crates, as well as several grenades. I used these to kill the crew, and commandeered the ship, heading towards this system. I was stopped by Rheinland Gunboat, which docked with my transport, which due to my use of grenades to kill the Corairs, was in bad shape. The boarding party consisted of a large portion of the crew, expecting to meet Corsairs. I slipped past them onto the gunboat, booby trapping the transports airlock with my last grenades, and then decoupled the two ships. I then had a sort of......celebration, involving the remaining crew, an automatic rifle, and a combat knife. I flew the Gunboat here and surrendered it. I am here to join the Revolution
