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CAPTAIN CHARLES
Mahporeem | The Eager Recruits | Private Dev Thread
Mahporeem | The Eager Recruits | Private Dev Thread
Charles looked out at the Cadets gathered before him, 2,100 promising recruits for his squadron hand picked by his Crew. The requirements were deceptively simple. Charles didn’t really care if they were the smartest, strongest or best in their class. What mattered to him was what they were made of. Were they a team player? Adaptive? Quick to Act? Pushed themselves to the limit and beyond?
They were gathered in an auditorium Charles had rented out for the day. Charles stepped up to the podium his Crew already waiting on stage, already scanning for weaknesses, strengths, the leaders, the quiet ones. Charles knew his Crew, he already guessed he may be looking at the younger versions at some of his Crew members amongst the crowd. All the better he thought stifling a smile. He started.
“Good afternoon Cadets, I am Captain Charles, Captain of the MIN Stryker and Commander of First Scouting Squadron.”
“You are here because a member of my Crew looked at you and wanted to learn more. Nobody here is special so don’t let it go to your head.”
“Currently, there are 2,100 of you. Not all of you will make it and that’s ok. You being cut does not reflect poorly on your character it just means you weren’t the right fit.”
“If you make it, this posting will be different from what you are expecting. It won’t be comfortable, it won’t be easy, but you will be part of something unique and form life long bonds with each other along the way.”
“Right now though, all I need is four simple things from yall: Teamwork, Strategy, Adaptation and Pushing Beyond your perceived limits.”
“My requirements don’t involve performing for an audience. I can see a couple of yall doing that already.”
“So, here’s what’s about to happen. Your luggage has already been loaded up and you will report to your assigned transport. Once your transport is full it will depart to a training destination where you can set up your rooms and call your families. After that training will begin the next day at 0500 hours sharp.”
“One last thing before you go, my Crew will make your life miserable but its part of the game. Remember what you have learned, be ready to learn and don’t take it personal.”
“I wish you the best of luck.” Charles said before dismissing the crowd.
He lingered on the podium for a couple minutes. Already his Crew was off the stage and amongst the Cadets, guiding them to their various transports while silently assessing them. All according to plan. With the Cadets already split up according to the job they were trying out for all that would be left to do was settle them into their various training sites before starting.
He wondered who would be the Captains. It was far to early to tell. All he hoped for was someone like Banks.