SCRA Recruitment Centre

[DarthBindo]

Ian sat on the back of his calves as he listened to Mendel and the others speak, sipping his coffee.

When it came to him, he rose.

"I am here beacuse I could go no place else. All my life I've been a gypsy, searching for a cause, an ideal, something. I have felt and experienced ideaology across Sirius, and found it wanting, full of unintentional hypocrisy and blatant class warfare in the Houses, and rich with hatred and strife in the Edge."

He shrugged and took another sip.

"A man is not defined by his bank accounts, or his credit cards, nor by his ship or his clothes. These are tools, tools which capitalism has taken for goals, which the Social Revolution rejects. What the Coalition is about is a rebalancing of society, from the personal to the public, that a man would act for his neighbors, for his parents, for his children, for his community, before he acts for himself, and that wealth belongs to the worker out of who's blood and sweat it is forged, not to the bankers or the moneyman. This is the essence of the revolution, that few cannot control the many, that each is responsible for the good of the all, and the all responsible for the good of each."

He drained the cup and set it down on a chair, clasping his hands behind his back.

"Those are the goals the Coalition fights for, and in everything it is a struggle. That is why you might lay down your life for another, beacuse you do not abandon men, ever. You do not write them off as losses, you risk everything beacuse that is the responsibility of brotherhood, and its benefit. In order to fight with you, i must trust you to risk yourself to save me, and you must trust me to risk myself."

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gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|