It was Monday, time 22:06. At this time, another applicant was approaching recruitment office. He was tall, long haired, wearing Outcast jacket. Like he was getting closer and closer the commissar's doors, he felt, that his steps became heavier. "Vedel som ze sa toto stane. Rozmyslal som nad tym dlhy čas... A aj keď som sa rozhodol ze to spravym, stale sa toho trochu obavam... (I knew this will happen. I was thinking about this long time... And even I decided that i will do this, yet I am still little bit afraid of it...)" He was well aware, that after he enters those doors, he may leave them as Coalition soldier, or half dead, or he may not leave them at all. He was thinking about lot, and he didn't realise, that he stood right in front of those doors. A je to tu... Pride mi ale zvlastne, ze takto som sa nebal pred ziadnym mojim bojom.(Here it is... although I find it strange, that I never felt this kind of fear before any of my fights.) he thought. After that he calmed himself, he knocked on doors and then he entered.
Commissar's office was nice. Everywhere he looked, he saw his personal things, which represented fragments of the coalition history. Pictures, photos, medals and more. "Commissar Gorodetsky I presume." he started. There was silence for about 5 seconds, and then he continued:"Please let me introduce myself. My name is Samuel O'Altaris, and I'm the member of 4th family of Slovak Republic Remnant guild from planet Malta in Omicron Alpha system. I guess you haven't heard about us and I don't blame you for it" he smiled a bit. "Slovak Republic Remnants or in short SRR, are and mostly were political and economical group of Outcasts on Malta. Not big group, only 7 families, about 300 members in each of them. My guild was respected only because we were one of the oldest enclaves created on planet Malta. Now when I am thinking about, only 10 of us were fighting for prosperity of Outcast people in space. It is strange don't you think? It is already 3 years when I entered our Guard ranks under SRR flag with all those 10. They were good people, skilled pilots and.... my friends. We all tried to avoid cardamine using, we together fought in this pointless war against Corsairs... And now... Im only one that survived. Few of family members were killed by Bounty Hunters on planet Malta. I personally think, that they were hired by Council of Dons, because ancestors of SRR are believed to be saboteurs of Hispania thanks to our name. You see comrade, my ancestors were citizen of Slovakia, state of Coalition back in Sol on planet Earth. I wish i was born there and here... cursed Sirius.} he said, and he took a look outside recruitment office's window. He was looking into that void of space, like he saw entire past of his people."Did you.... know, that there was once a war before the Great war? I don't know the details... only that the war was caused by Germany current Rheinland. There wasn't Coalition and Alliance that time. At the beginning of the war, Germany asked for part of my land. England and France, current Bretonia and fresh discovered Gallia decided, to avoid that war, that part of Slovakia has to be given to Germany, which caused a lot of pain to my ancestors. And what happened then? The war became even that. This was long time ago I know... and I cant do anything about it now, but this *hit is still around us. As Outcast I cant do anything about it. This war against Corsairs is insignificant to me." he said with his sight already on Commissar. "Please let me fight by your side. To fight capitalism and fascism which spreads its webs among entire Sirius. I am not here for those who died under SRR or Slovakia flag. Im here as pilot who wants to change things, not only looking at them from view of a pirate." he finished. After that he waited on Commissars answer. He resolved to wait, for he had nothing to loose...
Carnage itself flying within void... Proud cardihead ever since 2008...
You all gonna eat cardi!