SCRA Recruitment Centre

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Chief Petty Officer Byk shot the messenger with the shotgun, a rather messy reaction to an 8-guage shotgun shell that sent a rather large amount of gore flying across one wall, and a rather large hole in the door and said messenger.

"Pasha!" Katz admonished. "You were supposed to shoot the idiot before he could speak!"

"Da Comrade," Pasha looked dejected. "I shall do better in future..."

Katz shrugged over at Ben, "sorry for the interruptions, it seems people have forgot that barging into my office tends to be fatal. Excuse me a moment..." he picked up the Growler phone.

"Fighter Guard Control this is Commissar Katz, seems that there is some Colonial seeking to dock. Let him dock, then tear that ship apart for its secrets, ruff up the pilot a lot, and drag what's left in front of the recruitment Commissar... I'd rather you left enough of him to answer her questions... but if you can't do that it is no big loss..."

Katz set the phone down, and looked into Ben's eyes. "I know you, and I know what you are capable of and what you could become..." he picked up a package and tossed it across the table... pointing to his desk. "Use my desk, and get it done. Good luck Benji... Pasha will stay here to... ensure you don't forget where you are." He lit another cigarette and calmly stepped over the messenger's body. "When you're done let me know."

He nodded to Pasha as he left his office, heading to deal with the intruding Colonial vessel.

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