Nickoli looked away for a moment. He hadn't thought of what he wanted in a long time, and he knew that the Commissar would want something more than...the norm.
He took a breathe, and looked into Commissar Koniev's eyes. The Commissar was looking to be an angry, very dangerous man. But, Nickoli thought, if you weren't these days, you would end up dead.
He paused for a moment, allowing both himself and the Commissar a moment to gather themselves.
He took another breathe, and said the only thing he knew he wanted. No. The only thing he knew he needed.
"Vengeance." He paused.
"Vengeance for the ones I loved, the ones I lost, and the ones I will lose to the capitalism, corporations and corrupt government that is called Sirius."
His bright eyes seemed to try to look into the Commissar's mind as he stared, waiting for a reply.
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