SCRA Recruitment Centre

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Dmitriy looks at the scanner. He has just exited the jump hole with his old junk, an Arrow light fighter.

That must be the Trotsky...

Suddenly a voice starts speaking on the radio.
-This is CPW-Trotsky, Coalition Destroyer to unidentified light fighter. State your business now, or suffer the consequences.

-I came for the recruitment. Requesting permission to dock.

-Permission granted, proceed to dock one.

-Understood, over and out.

I have the chance for the audiance... Maybe... I think it's a good start.

After the docking, Dmitriy exits the ship. He haven't even hit the ground, when two fully armed soldier appears. One of them motions to follow, and Dmitriy obeys. He is lead to a bigger room with some chairs.

Okay, in this place more people die in a day, than in a whole system... Do I really want this? Yes, I have to. The people deserve a better life.

The guards leave the room, but everyone knows it takes only a second for them to rush back with guns armed. Dmitriy doesn't sit down, he walks to the wall and leans toward it, waiting patiently.

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