The Elections

[tazuras]

Will walked down the ramp of the transport shuttle that had just taken him from the Issis. He took a breath of of the cold air. Usually he found it refreshing but today it was different. The air seemed to be less full of life, less inspiring.

Perhaps it was all these political dealings as of late. One traitor, two rebels and at the same time trying to elect a new high command member. Since when were positions in admiralty elected anyway, especially by low ranking members like recruits...

Will strolled into the station and began to make his way towards the voting terminals.

"This is not why I joined the Order, politics..." Will thought, "Why cant we just shoot the bad guys, that's what I signed up for after all..."

Stepping up to the terminal he marked Rand Seith for the primary fleet candidate. Looking through the list of the secondary fleet candidates he realized he hadnt flown with any of them, at least no enough.

"How can you trust someone you haven't flown with..." He thought.

Will submitted the form without voting for a secondary fleet candidate and then headed for the bar.

"Perhaps I can find something a bit more inspiring there" He thought to himself.

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