A woman with dark brown hair is sitting in the pilot seat of small shuttle, her eyes are ocean blue with small tints of grey lining the center.
Guten tag, my name is Karla Zimmerman. I would like to join the Volksfront.
She grins.
I'm an ex-Rheinwehr pilot, and a damn smart one too. I was overworked - I was basically a slave to the Rheinwehr. Overworked, under-appreciated for my loyal service to the Kanzler, and flat out spoon-fed with lies, I had quit. Being in the Rheinwehr, I'd already had some prior knowledge of the Bundshuh party and it's armed forces, the Volksfront.
She stares at the ground for a second, then looks back up into the camera.
Due to my work, I've had to destroy Bundshuh ships before in the past... But that was when I was fed with lies, when I was a slave to the Kanzler, when I was a mere tool to the Kanzler. Now, I've realized what I've done is wrong, and that the Kanzler must fall. Democracy must be instituted, not some aristocratic system! The people of Rheinland need to be liberated from the Kanzler, and I'm willing to risk my life doing so. I'm asking for amnesty from the Volksfront for what I've done in the past against them. I wish to be accepted, because I can be a loyal soldier in the Revolution! I see the truth, I see the lies, I want to be part of the Revolution!
