Two men walk in, looking exactly alike. Both are quite short, brown haired blue eyed, and in their late twenties, possibly their early thirties. One of them has a glove on his right hand, the other a long scar on his left arm
The gloved one walks towards the desk, sticking out his left hand. "G'day, sir. Jason McIntyre." he says in a slight Scottish accent. "Me and me brother Keith here would like to join y'r army. For Queen and Country, gotta do me duty right? Keith 'ere usually follows me around, doing what I do. No blame on him though, he's a good pilot and everything, but he could be more... how shall I put this? Original.", he smiles, "Anyway, where can I enlist?"
