Julia nodded and took a few papers from one of the folders.



Well, at least you are smart enough to understand that little thing. I've met idiots who though that killing Military pilot and Civilian trader that supplied military base with food is same. None of them lives anylonger. Julia turned back to Michail. Have you completed your pressing?

Dorian came close to the Perov and gave him papers.



Consider yourself very lucky and very happy. I do not have time to figure out how you feel towards Premier or towards Ikon of Ikons. Nor that I have patience to listen to one of another 'patriotic' stories. If anything goes wrong, Im sure there will be enough of officers that will be happy to send a bullet in your skull. So for your own sake - do not screw up. Julia turned back to table and pointed at a door. Get outside and fill those papers and hand over to secretar. Then I believe someone will take you to either hangar, to give you own ship, or an airlock, to show you what oblivion is.

''Yes, Comrade Commissar. Good bye!'' - said Petrov and headed towards the door.

After Michail left, Julia went back for her work, waiting for another applicant to come.

Quote:

SCRA Recruitment Form

Name: Piotr Szela
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Height: 1,63 m
Weight: 51 kg

Previous occupation/s: Nowhere, I'm fresh after finishing education.

Short biography: I come from a Polish family, a native of the Volgograd City. I graduated twelve-class primary school, name of Vladimir Lenin, with very good rating and honors on the certificate. Then I studied at the Sirius Coalition University, name of
The October Revolution, majoring in mechatronics, which is finished with a score of very good. Following the example of my father, who died proving Coalition Gunship Mark-X fighting the Corsairs, I decided to join the Sirius Coalition Revolutionary Army.

Why you want join the SCRA?: Example father was one of the reasons. The second is my faith in Revolutions. Revolution, which centuries ago began Vladimir Lenin and showed us the way towards a better tomorrow. Through coalition of education I know how it looks in real life "Houses". Life it is full of pain and humiliation proletarian masses working to rotten and corrupt capitalist system. For this reason, I would like to fight for a better future for ordinary people, bringing death and destruction to those who captivity. And to prove the truth of those words I am ready to die for the Coalition!

*A tall skin headed guy enters the room*

So what do we have here?

*He looks at the Senor Lieutenant and then again at the Paper*

Tell him, to come into my office.

*After Piotr reaches Petrov's office, the Senor Lieutenant leaves the room and shuts the door*

Sit down, comrade.

*Piotr sits down while watching at Petrov sipping Vodka*

So you want to join the Revolution? Well let me tell you this, first of all, we need trustful people, got it? I do not like Rats crawling behind my ... You get what I mean.

*Petrov looks at Piotr with a serious face*

I hope you understand me, we had enough rats here and the revolution doesn't tolerate unnecessary mistakes. So either you're fully part of the idea and accept whatever it means to spread the word or your story ends here, inside this room. So tell me more about your father and your goals within the Revolution. What do you expect to acquire in the end? What is your ultimate goal inside the Coalition and why do you need to be especially in the Army to complete your goals?

*Petrov shakes his head*

Comrade Commissar?

*He pats Piotr's head*

Right. Where are my manners, you probably don't even know who I am do you?

*Petrov lights a Cigar and takes out a sharp military machete*

I am Ivan Petrov. Colonel Ivan Petrov of the Coalition High Command. Colonel of the Revolutionary Army. Before you get all emotional and doing things without knowing with whom you speaking again. Let's see what my Machete wishes to do.

*Piotr stands up and takes a step back, while Petrov moves at him realy fast*

So let me ask you again, you want to join the Revolution?

*Petrov packs Piotr's arm and pushes him against he Wall*

You have come here at your own risk, I assume you already know that. I don't know what is wrong with you but I know for sure, you do not belong here. Neither the Army, nor the Coalition!

*Petrov slices a finger of Piotr's hand. Piotr started screaming after Petrov spilled vodka over the wound*

Well well, screaming are we!? How about we end your pain!?

*The Senor Lieutenant outside the door wondered what happened in there as suddenly the Door opened and Piotr's head was rolling out*

Nick steps out of his office the heels of his boots clicking softly as he walks down the hall to the waiting room.

He points at Karl

You, Hessian, follow me.

Nick turns on his heel and strides calmly back to his office. Karl behind him.

Nick walked behind his old wooden desk and took a seat and motioned for Karl to do the same.


So tell me Hessian, who are you? Why are you here?