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- Jun 2, 2011
- Messages
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"Please, sit down." the recruiter said, motioning towards the seat.
The tall, composed man sat down, straightening out his suit as he did so.
"So, Mister-Marcin. Tell me why you want to join the RMC. According to the name your parents could have sent you to any university you like." the recruiter asked.
The man scratched at his beard for a second, before speaking.
"I don't want to sit on the sidelines, cooped up in some lawyers office like my parents wanted. I want to make a difference in the world, not sit by as it tears itself apart."
The recruiter nodded, contented by the answer.
He looked at his clipboard before continuing.
"It says here your brother joined the Marines in the First Hutt War before going AWOL. Was your decision to join based on this?"
The man opened his mouth, then closed it. For a few seconds, all was silent, before he finally spoke. "That man is no longer my brother. He turned his back on everything this Republic stands for."
"Your doing great, now last question. You do realize your signing up for one of the most csuslty high units in the military, right after war was declared?"
The man leaned towards the recruiter, and said the answer he had practised for days.
"Yes"
The recruiter stood up, and the man followed suit.
"Welcome to the RMC." the recruiter said, shaking the new recruits hand.
"The honor's all mine."
The tall, composed man sat down, straightening out his suit as he did so.
"So, Mister-Marcin. Tell me why you want to join the RMC. According to the name your parents could have sent you to any university you like." the recruiter asked.
The man scratched at his beard for a second, before speaking.
"I don't want to sit on the sidelines, cooped up in some lawyers office like my parents wanted. I want to make a difference in the world, not sit by as it tears itself apart."
The recruiter nodded, contented by the answer.
He looked at his clipboard before continuing.
"It says here your brother joined the Marines in the First Hutt War before going AWOL. Was your decision to join based on this?"
The man opened his mouth, then closed it. For a few seconds, all was silent, before he finally spoke. "That man is no longer my brother. He turned his back on everything this Republic stands for."
"Your doing great, now last question. You do realize your signing up for one of the most csuslty high units in the military, right after war was declared?"
The man leaned towards the recruiter, and said the answer he had practised for days.
"Yes"
The recruiter stood up, and the man followed suit.
"Welcome to the RMC." the recruiter said, shaking the new recruits hand.
"The honor's all mine."
Age-19
Hair-Brown
Skin-Caucasian
Distinguishing Marks-Short trimmed beard
Height-5'9"
Weight-145 lbs
Strength-4/10
Dexterity-7/10
Constitution-5/10
Intelligence-5/10
Wisdom-6/10
Charisma-4/10
Hair-Brown
Skin-Caucasian
Distinguishing Marks-Short trimmed beard
Height-5'9"
Weight-145 lbs
Strength-4/10
Dexterity-7/10
Constitution-5/10
Intelligence-5/10
Wisdom-6/10
Charisma-4/10
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