Dmitriy lurches 3 steps behind with a low cry, taking the paper off his head. The stamp still in his forehead, he reads the paper.
I'm here, because i want to help change this fraking world. I'm fed up with the exploiting corporations, who doesn't care with the common people. Oh my.. - He takes out the stamp of his forehead, with blood trickling down - One of my friend told me, that in the coalition it doesn't work that way. And you, every single person in the coalition are fighting for a world, that can be better. And I'm here, to join this invincible power. And as I'm able to pilot a craft, and maybe shot down the enemy, I think the fighter corps would be a good start for me to reach the common goal. I don't want an utopia, because that's not possible, with the grasp of most of the people. I just want a better place for that part of the human race who can appreciate that part.
He looks at the commissar and continues:
Okay, I stop telling fairy tales, I'm here to join in the ranks of the best pilots of all Sirius. If you think I'm not fit for it, just kill me, and you won't have more trouble with me.
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