Ziost Commanders' Offices, Great Citadel 1600 hrs. Commander Vaxus stood at the holotable in his office, reviewing personnel files. With the destruction of his flagship, and the deaths of so many of it's crew, he was in need of new crew. Most of the rank and file crew members were just randomly assigned or selected by his various department heads and officers, leaving him to take care of the more heavy duty administrative work. However, he did have to sign off on each selection regardless, and occasionally one would catch his eye and warrant special attention. The file currently on display was one such case. Hailey "Hex" Artillerist of the 121st Shock Trooper Division. Now here was a soldier worth taking a second look at for the veteran Commander. With her specialty being mechanics and piloting, Vaxus couldn't help but see a bit of himself in her, although her penchant for explosives put her slightly ahead of himself in terms of ground combat capabilities at that age. However, what really made her unique was her history and reasoning for joining up with the Legion. Whereas someone like Vaxus joined simply because it's what they grew up with, only becoming truly invested and zealous later in their careers, Hailey was something else entirely. When she joined, she'd already had that zealous hatred of the enemy embedded in her. Such energy and fervor made for a terrifying foe on the battlefield, but such energy could only get a person so far, and such people were destined to burn themselves out eventually. That is, unless someone stepped in and tempered that energy. Helped them refine and properly focus it, making them even more dangerous to their enemies. It was Vaxus' hope that with time, he'd be able to become that person for Hailey. She had a great deal of potential, and the Zabrak would be dammed if he let it go to waste. So he arranged for a little meeting between the two of them. A simple message had been sent to Ms. Artillerist, ordering her to report to the office of Commander Tallav on the double. Seeing as this was to be a formal meeting, Vaxus was wearing his Imperial officer's uniform, forgoing his usual choice of armor or flight suit. Taking a seat at his desk, Vaxus calmly awaited her arrival, a faint smile on his face.