SCRA Recruitment Centre - Printable Version

Dmitry Dubovik has entered Boa Vista station's recruitment office. He remembered his own process - all that corpses, commissars and guards... And of cource tonns of papers. From all that, he only have corpses and papers now. He never gave up his flying time, even if promoted to Field Marshal. But lots of work that came on him definitly drained time that he usually spent in-space...

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Dubovik was in main hall. He noticed two new recruits that was waiting for someone from Commissars. Dmitry wanted to remind himself his Commissar times and ordered that those two will fall under his jurisdiction to secretar. He approached nuggets and looked at them.
I am Dmitry Dubovik. Field Marshal and first in Command of the Sirius Coalition Revolutionary Army. You two have came here to prove that you worth to serve in my army. Name yourself first, then we shall go into office for further... recruitment process.

He awaited for reply from both recruits, keeping eye on them. He wanted to see theirs reaction.

At Porto Novo's docking bay ,
in the middle of a busy crowd a man stands still like a statue, with his hands behind his back.
He has a red ribbon clenched into his left fist.
He appears to be waiting for someone , or something to happen.

Twenty four hours passed.
During those hours the man did not move an inch.
A small crowd of passers-by gathered around to check out this new phenomenon,
as it quickly grew out to be the local attraction.

The Corsair seemed to be surprised by the question.
His hand reached to his forehead, as if he was thinking deeply.

A minute passed , and then he smiled while nodding his head from left to right.
He pointed his finger in the air as if he had a eureka moment and finally replied.

''Que?''

Dmitry listened to Kristina's answer and look on another recruit. He was standing silent. Dmitry waited for three seconds, but no reply has followed. He nervously exhaled and grabbed his colt. In half a second he aimed into his heart and pulled trigger. Recruit fell down, lying in pool of blood.

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Dubovik looked on Kristina.
That what happens when you dont follow orders of Field Marshal. Now follow me.
He lead Kristina to private office. He pointed her at seat, but himself was standing near window, looking at the sun of Omega 50. After Kushchyenko took her seat, Dmitry asked her question, without even turning back to face her.

So, comrade Kristina. What makes you think that you are worth to serve into Coalition's Army? We do not accept weak or stupid. Any reasons for me to think you are not one of these kinds?
Dubovik was looking at the sun, awaiting for the answer.