Join the Army they said…

Planet: Gallitzin, Federated Commonwealth

Spacial Grid: 132.75, -164.83

Time: 1100L, January 21, 3047


At the appointed hour, everyone starts making their way toward the Comstar conference room; like there rest of the starport complex it owes very little to aesthetics and features like the rest of the area. While its sharp industrial corners and fixtures are of a noticeably higher quality, as is the carpet and chairs around the large boardroom style table. Mounted at the head of the table is a projector and recording assembly, similar to what one might see in smaller private booths for sending personal messages across the vastness of space, this room obviously intended for a larger audience.


When everyone is seated the message blinking on the screen, “Please Stand By”, can click off before the recorded message flickers to life;


The screen lights ups with an older man in a grey jump suit, sporting a grizzled and poorly kept beard and hair both going to grey he looks up at the camera, clears his throat and speaks, “Greetings Mercenaries. This is your first official briefing for your company, besides all the indock and others requirements we’ve had you all put through.” He picks up a sheaf of papers, shuffles them for a moment and then looks up again, “Starting off, I was happy to be informed that you’ve all made it here to the rendezvous for this briefing. I’m happy to inform you that the charter for your company has been approved. As of now you are a registered asset of Kinetic Action Ltd, congratulations.”


Picking up another folder and leafing through it for a moment, “While some of the other handlers expressed concerns about your team’s ability to produce as viable asset, I’m encouraged by the spread of skills that you all bring to the table.” Closing the folder and looking up, “Croyd, since your resume is loaded with some of the wider skillsets, as well as several leadership positions, I’m appointing you the holder of your teams docket with the company. This will include the accounts and limited authority to accept contracts on the Kinetic Actions behalf. Use your judgement, failure will be paid out of your charters account with the company, as per normal. I can’t stress enough how many times a mercenary crews story has ended with them biting off more than they could chew, and dragging themselves back from a failed opportunity bloody and then abruptly penniless.”


With another cough to clear his throat, “Mr Graves, I’m happy to see your assignment to this team went smoothly. I expect to hear good things about this team in the near future, your abilities should greatly enhance that.” Another cough and the rustle of paper, “Miss Mackey, likewise I’m pleased to see someone of you impressive skill on the roster. There were no few number of attempts to poach you for one of the larger companies when your application was being considered. As I understand it however, your previous employment was less than generous about letting you depart with much in the way of gear. It seems that quartermasters are the same the galaxy over.”


Another folder flipped open and quickly preused, “Mr Yoritomo, we’re pleased to have with us as well, another veteran is always welcome in the company.  We pride ourselves on being able to offer a rewarding career change.” A last shuffle of papers and then a knitting of furry brows, “Miss Watts. I’ll confess, myself and several other handlers though your application was a jest in poor taste. However it seems that since you are here we are more than happy to have your own skills at the company’s disposal. Your team mates may be extremely appreciative of them as well.”


“Croyd, there’s a briefing packet attached to this transmission, it’ll contain all the relevant proofs and accounts for basic work. While there are many other assets in your location preparing to embark on the dropship that’s enroute, I’ve taken the liberty of finding your team something to do in the mean times. It seems we have an option to do the spaceport facilities a favor, and that is  something Kinetic Action would like to have in their pocket. The port has been having a considerable amount of theft happen from stocks and warehouses locally, with their private security insufficient to the task. The administration of the port has been up and down all the regular channels, and while they know roughly what’s causing it, the local authorities don’t seem interested in suppressing it. It seems a certain amount of rebellion and uprising is always in the blood there.”


“In short, the spaceport has offered a contract for your team to dissuade a local underworld boss, and union head (though we are told that’s much the same thing here) from having his underling pilfering the spaceport and its clients of materials; from copper wire, bottled water, or in one case a luxury vehicle that was awaiting transport offworld. Since the local constabulary are either not interested in doing their job, or in the pay of this man, they’ve decided to take advantage of our renting their facilities to muster several teams prior to embarkation.” He smiles at the video pick up and clears his throat again, “The terms are quite simple. You have until your drop ship arrives, six days from the date this briefing should arrive,  to find and ensure this individual will not trouble the spaceport and its facilities further. Its felt that removing the head will let the rest of the criminal entity fight itself for control over the organisation.” The man giving the briefing chuckles and reclines into his chair, “And if they find that that doesn’t entirely eradicate their problem, they’re always welcome to hire us again.”


Stacking the folders and shuffling them with a loud snap for effect, “the formal contract with terms and penalties is in the briefing documents, as well as some local intel. Do use your time wisely and prove my confidence in you correct. I’ll have a selection of offers available for your team when you make orbit in six days.” He gives the camera a last sober look, “Good luck.”


The screen clicks off showing Kinetic Actions logo and motto, ‘For Glory and Profit’

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