SCRA Recruitment Centre

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Alvarez was standing in his CIC, his dark eyes locked Cadiz, watching the Corsair Cruiser that was sitting there and salivating at it stared down on the Coalition's light cruiser.

"Captain-Hermano," the Tac-Nav-Comm. Officer stated, as the lights in the CIC went to combat red. "We have a second patrol of Titans on the scopes..." he marked their position on the glass plotting board, as the holographic tactical table detailed the new contacts.

Alvarez glanced over at the new comer to his domain, "All hands, clear for combat... gun crews to the Solaris turrets. Let's teach them to poke their noses into Coalition business, eh Comradas?"

He picked up the growler phone, "Red Squadron, deploy and take up defensive CAP, launch the alert fighters... and stand by for action!"

Setting the receiver down he looked again at the prospective recruit, "your a tall one, homes," he observed. "So what brings you to my party?"

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