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derryhawkins · 7 years

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mike gets a video camera

some cute headcanons involving mike recording the losers!! also this is kind of got hella long so sorry haha

oKAY so let’s get started…

mike gets a video camera one year from his family on his birthday, and the first thing he does with it is take it to the losers so he could film them all goofing around.

the first thing you see is bev up close to the camera with richie making weird faces, bill yelling at them both to back up as mike laughed at how weird they looked, and eddie’s hand in between their faces flipping the camera off.

bev & richie finally move away and mike faces the camera to stan, who tries to move away but bill and eddie keep him in place. ben is standing beside stan looking awkward as ever but smiling nonetheless.

“we are the losers and we do dumb fucking shit,” mike says to the camera after turning it around to face him, almost like he’s talking to someone. “helL YEAH WE DO” - richie

he has a plan of sorts but no one needs to know that sshhh

the video goes to just show them playing a card game in bill’s living room and eddie yelling at richie about cheating before cutting off.

from there on out mike makes sure that the camera is fully charged and he takes it with him whenever all the losers hang out. they all question it but mike is like “i want to film richie doing embarrassing shit”. it’s a partial lie.

the next video he takes is when they’re at the quarry.

he’s filming them jumping off the cliff and into the water from below. he zooms in on everyone and makes sure he gets them all when they jump. when it’s his turn to jump, he races up there and bill films it.

it’s a bit shaky but that’s ok.

the next shot is them all shouting in the water for a few seconds before it zooms in on bev & ben talking. bev kisses ben’s cheek before swimming away.

cue the ‘oh shit oh shit oh shit’ from mike as he secretly gets it on camera. (he shows richie, bill, stan, and eddie later) (they all f r e a k o u t).

there are other short little videos of richie making jokes and eddie telling him to fuck off/stan declining his hi-fives; stan being a fucking savage back at richie or anyone who pisses him off (aka other kids at school who try and make fun of bill’s stutter) (they all had to defend bill at least once & everyone except the bowers gang soon realized that ‘oh fuck ok can’t mess with the Losers’). other short ones are of beverly telling ghost stories, or ben reading poems out loud, or bill playing the piano. just the tiny little things they all do. there’s a short video of mike singing that ben and richie got one day that mike decided to keep.

but the next long one mike takes is when they’re halfway through freshman year of high school and they’re at the barrens.

it starts off with mike zooming in on an obviously flirting richie tozier and an oblivious eddie kaspbrak by a tree not too far away. then mike moves the camera to stan and bill just a foot away from mike. stan’s on his back pointing to the clouds talking about the different shapes and bill is on his back, too, but staring at stan with a fond smile. then mike moves the camera to bev and ben who are sitting and holding hands. they say they’re not dating but tbh everyone knows it’s buLL SHIT

then mike turns the camera to himself and is like “i’m fucking seventh wheeling, i need a girlfriend”.

but then the next thing mike knows, richie is walking around laughing like a crazy person with eddie over one shoulder as the boy yells to be put down.

“i don’t want my face near your fucking ass, tozier!”

“but i have a great ass eds, even your mom said so last night!”

mike got it all on camera, thank god.

bev shoves them both in a stream near by and everyone laughs their asses off. but then bev gets shoved in by stan, who gets shoved in my bill, who gets pushed in my ben, who gets pulled in by eddie, and mike is laughing as he’s recording the entire thing. later once he’s dry, bill takes the camera from mike and records mike being pushed in the stream by richie and bev.

one of mike’s favorite videos is when they decided to do karaoke night together on the last day of summer before sophomore year. during the day they just hung out and he got a few funny/cute moments before they went to bill’s place and sent up a karaoke machine in the living room. bill’s parents were gone on a trip and wont be back until the next day and georgie was at a friend’s house so it was all good.

it was clip after clip of everyone singing badly to popular songs at the time.

richie and eddie sang africa by toto together, forced by bev. they didn’t want to do it bc “it’ll be gay” “exactly, you two fucking wanna kiss each other so go fucking do it”

cue a blushing reddie and cackling stan

but then stan and bill were blushing when ben and mike made them sing I Wanna Know What Love Is

bev and bill did a duet, too, but they weren’t ashamed at all surprisingly. mike did one by himself before he did don’t stop believing with richie and bill, bev recorded it.

they all sang Eye of the Tiger together at the end. mike propped the camera up so it wouldn’t fall and actually got them all in the frame. it fell over near the end, but thats only because bill was like “fuck it” and kissed stan and the two boys literally fell on the couch. mike didn’t bother telling them he got it on camera.

two days later he recorded everyone acting shocked when richie and eddie said they liked each other and started dating like a month ago.

“THIS IS BRAND NEW INFORMATION” - Stan and Bev acting shocked.

he still talks to the camera about how much he loves his friends and narrates likes a story teller whenever someone is doing something Very Dumb or Embarassing. everyone questions him still but he’s like “it makes the video funnier, leave me a l o n e” (it’s for his Plan that he started when first started the videos ok?)

mike gets a serious girlfriend in his junior year and the losers all come over to his house to help get ready for their first date. ben records it all and mike tells him to put the camera away but he doesn’t listen. mike’s grandpa comes in at some point and ben gets him on camera staring at them all for a moment before excitedly telling them that the girl was here.

richie squealed but denies it. “rich, it’s on vid-” “shuT uP EDS”

there’s a video for every birthday party for each of the loser’s.

there’s a video of them all getting ready for prom at richie’s place because his parents were the only ones not home to yell about them being to rambunctious.

there’s a video of each of the homecoming dances, too; and prom.

there’s a video after prom where they’re all a bit tipsy, maybe high, sitting in a diner and all eating quietly with the occasional giggle or way too deep 2 AM thought from one of them.

there’s a video of graduation + them getting ready for graduation. mike got his family to record them walking down to receive their diplomas. they all hang out after at the quarry and there’s another video of them all jumping off the cliff in the same order when mike first recorded it.

throughout college, they’re in different places but they get together enough for mike to record whenever they do.

there’s one video of him yelling “HOLY SHIIIT” and richie yelling “fUCKING FINALLY” as he zooms in on a ring on stan’s left hand. then he makes it zoom back out so he can get both bill and stan’s faces and they both look so happy, mike actually starts crying.

there’s a similar video of stan and beverly doing the same thing to mike and his girlfriend, now fiancee a year later.

and another similar one with bill and ben doing the same thing a few months later as the camera zooms in on eddie’s left hand before going to both richie’s and eddie’s faces.

once again, it happens with ben and bev, and eddie and mike’s now wife say “HOLY SHIIIT” and “fuCKING FINALLY” for benverly.

and you guessed it, he has a some footage of each of their weddings!!

throughout the years they still hang out, even with their little forming families, and mike starts introducing every kid that comes into the picture and still they’re like “mIKE WHY THE FUCK DO YOU TALK TO THE CAMERA LIKE THAT”

they f i n a l l y find out why when they’re all about in their forties and mike insisted on them all coming to his place, just the seven of them plus his wife because she became an honorary loser when they noticed how in love she was with mike.

mike had found out a way to do a video montage of them all.

“ok ok so we’re going to go see my best friends in the entire world!” video and much younger mike told the camera as he rode his bike. “they’re amazing.”

he took the first footage of them jumping off of the cliff and voiced-over their names and what they were like before it went to the next video he took of them all. they were all confused about where the very first video of them was, tho. mike told them to just watch.

they’re favorite songs were playing in the background the entire time

anytime someone knew was introduced mike would pause on their face and a voice over would say their name and all of that shiz

the video montage basically showed all of their times together from middle school to just a few prior with their families and kids. mike’s wife laughed at the video where they were getting him ready for their first date. beverly shrieked when she saw that he got her kissing ben on the cheek. richie threw a pillow at him for the first few vids of him flirting with an oblivious eddie. stan and bill loved the ones that mike got of them, though, bc they were honestly cute.

after going through all of the kids of the losers, video went back to the very first video he took.

bev let out an ‘o shit’ at suddenly seeing her and richie’s younger faces so up close to the camera with eddie’s hand flipping them all off. richie busted out laughing.

once that video was over it went to bev’s son and richie’s and eddie’s two kids doing the exact same thing. (mike told them to do it). then it panned over to one of stan’s and bill’s kids trying to leave with bev’s & ben’s daughter awkwardly standing beside them and mike’s two kids blocking their way from leaving. it was basically a little replica of what their parents had done.

then at the end, the screen went black before saying “may the 2nd generation of the Losers Club have as much fun as we did”

mike’s and his wife’s kids both have video cameras of their own so they can do the same thing

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sad-ch1ld · 6 years

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DAY 627: THE JOURNEY ENDS

2947.12.12 SET

by Sean Nazawa

The final part in a series following a class of recruits moving through the Navy’s training system.

A business executive has been abducted while in transit from a trade conference in the Xi’an Empire. Advocacy investigators were able to identify and track the kidnappers back to an abandoned comm relay. Intel suggested that they had hollowed out the interior, pressurized sections and transformed it into a small hideout. From a strategic perspective, the hideout was a nightmare: complete visibility against any approach, homemade proximity mines, and multiple bulkheads inside that could quickly be triggered to lock down and trap agents. The Advocacy has turned to the Navy for assistance in rescuing the hostage. A flight of Avengers were deployed to resolve the situation. They were currently keeping a wide berth of the relay, their trajectory insinuating that they were simply passing by.

A harrowing circumstance, for certain, as this type of scenario could easily prove deadly for everyone involved.

Thankfully, it’s not real.

This staged event is the final test that this group of Naval recruits will face before graduation. Although they don’t know this, their performance in this exercise will be reviewed by the Navy and even the Marines to determine where these recruits will be assigned. Intended to be as close to a real world operation as possible, the military have spared no expense in orchestrating the illusion.

The ‘outlaws’ are members of the Navy’s 208th Squadron, recently redeployed from active service on the Vanduul front, and many of them are enjoying this bit of entertainment. Bravo Flight leader Commander Harold Rifke spent the days before the exercise coming up with extensive backstories for the other pilots and capturing fake ransom demand vids that he’s been sending sporadically to Divisional Officer Edward Aino, the conductor of this simulated chaos, to forward on to the recruits.

I’m standing with Aino onboard a C&C ship, overseeing the entire wargame play out. Analysts and comms officers coordinate both sides of the engagement. The outlaw chatter is considerably more colorful; the 208th are really getting into their roles.

I watch the recruits’ ships disappear from the hologlobe. Under acting squadron leader Toulo Chalke’s orders, they’re breaking towards the comm relay. Aino listens intently as they relay their positions to each other. He shakes his head and takes a sip of sujin tea.

“Tell Rifke to hack their comms,” he yells over to the comms officer coordinating the outlaw channel, then glances at me. “They shouldn’t give away their positions.”

Over the course of the exercise Aino will continue to throw what he calls ‘surgical handicaps’ against the recruits. He wants them off-balance, to be the underdog.

I pick out the specific recruits among their brief clipped exchanges:

Callum Weaver is confidently adjusting the approach vectors of his flightmates. This scrawny kid from Aremis has really come into his own since beginning flight training and now acts as the number two for Chalke.

The acting squadron leader is a bit of a celebrity around the Forges. Even though his father is Beo Chalke, legendary sataball player for Jata SC, and his mother is Valina Razari, award-winning star of Tears of Time and Last Stand of Lidenvald (to name a few), to the recruits he’s just ‘Paladin.’ The nickname born from an incident that occurred three months ago where Chalke jumped in to help several recruits who were being bullied in the commissary.

“Sir, Rifke’s moved two flights to their position. He says they aren’t there.”

Aino grins.

Suddenly the outlaw comm channel explodes. The five ships that stayed back to guard the relay start calling out targets. The recruits drop the pretense and transition into combat updates. I hear Lyssa Vale, the brawler of the recruits, immediately mixing it up with the outlaw pilots.

Talkative on the comms, Vale is one of the most dedicated recruits I’ve seen. She is constantly pushing herself to a ridiculously high standard, putting hour after hour into sims, perpetually drilling herself and whoever she can loop into her training regimen. It seems to be paying off though; she’s ferocious in a fight.

The outlaws at the relay hold their ground as long as they can until virtual laser fire from the recruits finally take them down. With Vale providing cover, Weaver exits his ship and leads a pair of pilots into the relay to secure the hostage. They hope to finish their risky EVA before Rifke and two flights of outlaws race back.

The rest of the exercise is a single protracted brawl. The recruits do their best, but eventually the seasoned combat pilots of the 208th turn the tide. Weaver’s the last holdout, but he gets taken out just after he gets the hostage back to his ship.

Seven outlaws remain, the hostage is dead and the entire recruit squadron has been eliminated.

Two hours later, the recruits have gathered in Aino’s classroom for their debriefing. The room’s drenched in silence. Lyssa Vale is still wired from the op. Her leg bounces up and down as she glares ahead into space. Weaver aimlessly flips through his mobi. Even Chalke looks disappointed until he finally settles back in his seat and breaks the silence.

“Well, we almost had them.”

“Almost isn’t good enough,” Vale mutters.

“C’mon, Vale, you took out what, six? Seven?” Chalke seems intent on raising the spirits in the room.

The door suddenly opens and Aino strides into the room. He cuts a path to the front, powers up the system and loads all the captures of the exercise. He’s got everything: individual pilot cams, hologlobe recordings, comm chatter. For the next four hours, he walks them through the wargame, step by step. He grills them on each decision, why they made the choices they made, and what they would change in retrospect. There was no chastisements. No judgment on the actions of his recruits. It was purely objective analysis.

The recruits, however, seem locked in the loss.

Aino suddenly stops. He looks over the glum faces of the recruits in the room and shakes his head.

“You all need to grow the [redacted] up,” he mutters, tossing his pointer onto the desk.

That gets everyone’s attention. Aino draws out the pause and sits on the corner of his desk.

“Let me tell you all something. This job? The missions that you’ll fly? Any one of them can be a one-way ticket. It doesn’t matter if it’s the most routine patrol in the world, there’s always a chance that something could go wrong and one of you won’t come home. Now, I know you’re all sitting there, pissed off that you didn’t succeed. Let me let you in on a little secret: you weren’t supposed to. We did everything we could to stack the odds against you. Wilkes, remember your missile pod jam? I did that. Teague, your weapon overheating wasn’t an accident.”

The recruits exchange confused glances.

“You all saw failure, but I’ll tell you what I saw. I saw a squadron, working together, executing orders with precision and excellence. Chalke, you broke an engagement with an easy kill to drop flares and protect Kelso. Vale, you’d pick fights with pilots to get them away from teammates that were in trouble. Hell, feeding us the wrong position over your comms was genius. I thought we were gonna lose the op because of that.”

The recruits chuckle. Weaver gets some pats on the back. Aino smiles at them before he continues. It’s the first time I’ve seen him smile at his recruits.

“You all did good. Yeah, you didn’t succeed. You lost people. But that’s the real lesson here. As a Navy pilot, you’re gonna be in these circumstances a lot. What we’re trying to do is condition you to act rationally in impossible situations. That doesn’t mean you’re always gonna make the right call. The real trick though, you gotta learn how to keep going. I know a lot of pilots, some of the finest pilots I ever flew with, who would rather be the one who gets punched out then have to go on without one of their squadron. You gotta be smarter than that. You gotta do your best. You got to look out not only the people beside you, but also for the civilians you’re protecting. Sometimes it’ll work out. Sometimes it won’t. Either way, you gotta pull yourself together and hit the next mission with a clear head. Now, I wish I could tell you how to do that, but you gotta figure that out for yourself.”

Aino studies the faces of the recruits.

“I’ve trained a lot of pilots, but I’ll tell you, I’ve never seen a class help each other as much as you do. I hope some of you get assigned together, but if you don’t, I hope you take that attitude to wherever you land because you all have something special.”

The room is silent for several moments. Someone gently knocks on the door.

“Come in.”

Rifke pokes his head in.

“Sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“It’s all right, commander,” Aino says as he stands and grabs his pointer. “What can we do for you?”

“Well, sir,” Rifke opens the door and steps inside. Some of the other pilots from the 208th are outside. “We were wondering when you were done debriefing these Rorys, if we could treat them to some drinks. Vanduul don’t fight as hard as they did.”

Aino looks at his class. He gives a quick motion with his head for them to go. All the recruits slowly file out of the class to the cheers of the combat pilots outside.

Weaver lingers by the door, then turns back to Aino.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Get the hell out of here.”

Weaver smiles and leaves.

I wait as the door slowly clicks shut. Aino starts to quietly collect his things. I feel I have to say something.

“That was a nice speech, sir.”

“Was it?” Aino finishes packing up, then looks at me. “What I said should have terrified them. The other DOs like to say the Rubicon is the first moment they land on Kilian, but if you ask me, it never stops. Doing this job every day will challenge you to your core. The Navy has been my single greatest pride and has broken me in ways that even I can’t see.” Aino pauses. “But they’ll see. Everybody does.”

* * * * * * * * *

The class of 2947 graduation ceremony is held in the late summer on Macarthur and features over two thousand graduates in a variety of capacities. The flight academy alone is responsible for over two hundred. Aino surprised me and arranged for me to sit with the rest of the Divisional Officers for the ceremony.

I can see Arley Finn and Yen Hardigan, the two DOs from that first day on the tarmac that introduced me to the intense journey that Naval recruits faced. As I watch the proceedings commence, I can’t help but reflect on the variety of people I’d met on this incredible journey. All committed to the core tenets of the Navy and protect people like me.

The entire graduating class stands and repeats the same Oath that has been uttered by every Navy member for centuries:

Hear and witness that I do solemnly pledge, mind and body, that I will serve and protect the United Empire of Earth against all who would seek to harm it and its people.

That I will faithfully discharge the duties asked of me, and when called upon, I will defend the Empire with my life.

That I will be the sword and the shield. That I will not falter nor fail, but fight and win.

That I swear to do all in my power to act as a guardian of freedom and justice, as a champion of honor and valor, and as a true and proud member of the UEE Navy.

I finally spot Weaver, Chalke, Vale and the rest of my friends all clustered in the crowd, relishing each word of the Oath. And when they finish, their journey (and mine, I suppose) is over.

They are official members of the UEE Navy.

I talk briefly with Callum Weaver after graduation, just a brief conversation while he waits to receive his first posting, but I ask him about that first day on the freezing tarmac of Kilian. When confronted by DO Hardigan, Callum said that he was joining to “not feel helpless.”

“So,” I ask. “Do you still feel that way?”

This scrawny kid from Plantock River, only a couple hours from my house here on Aremis, who survived the horrors of the Vanduul attack, thinks about it for a few moments.

“I don’t think that feeling ever goes away … but now I know I’m not alone.”

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starcitizenprivateer · 6 years

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DAY 627: THE JOURNEY ENDS

2947.12.12 SET

by Sean Nazawa

The final part in a series following a class of recruits moving through the Navy’s training system.

A harrowing circumstance, for certain, as this type of scenario could easily prove deadly for everyone involved.

Thankfully, it’s not real.

“Tell Rifke to hack their comms,” he yells over to the comms officer coordinating the outlaw channel, then glances at me. “They shouldn’t give away their positions.”

Over the course of the exercise Aino will continue to throw what he calls ‘surgical handicaps’ against the recruits. He wants them off-balance, to be the underdog.

I pick out the specific recruits among their brief clipped exchanges:

“Sir, Rifke’s moved two flights to their position. He says they aren’t there.”

Aino grins.

Seven outlaws remain, the hostage is dead and the entire recruit squadron has been eliminated.

“Well, we almost had them.”

“Almost isn’t good enough,” Vale mutters.

“C’mon, Vale, you took out what, six? Seven?” Chalke seems intent on raising the spirits in the room.

The recruits, however, seem locked in the loss.

Aino suddenly stops. He looks over the glum faces of the recruits in the room and shakes his head.

“You all need to grow the [redacted] up,” he mutters, tossing his pointer onto the desk.

That gets everyone’s attention. Aino draws out the pause and sits on the corner of his desk.

The recruits exchange confused glances.

The recruits chuckle. Weaver gets some pats on the back. Aino smiles at them before he continues. It’s the first time I’ve seen him smile at his recruits.

Aino studies the faces of the recruits.

The room is silent for several moments. Someone gently knocks on the door.

“Come in.”

Rifke pokes his head in.

“Sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“It’s all right, commander,” Aino says as he stands and grabs his pointer. “What can we do for you?”

Aino looks at his class. He gives a quick motion with his head for them to go. All the recruits slowly file out of the class to the cheers of the combat pilots outside.

Weaver lingers by the door, then turns back to Aino.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Get the hell out of here.”

Weaver smiles and leaves.

I wait as the door slowly clicks shut. Aino starts to quietly collect his things. I feel I have to say something.

“That was a nice speech, sir.”

* * * * * * * * *

The entire graduating class stands and repeats the same Oath that has been uttered by every Navy member for centuries:

Hear and witness that I do solemnly pledge, mind and body, that I will serve and protect the United Empire of Earth against all who would seek to harm it and its people.

That I will faithfully discharge the duties asked of me, and when called upon, I will defend the Empire with my life.

That I will be the sword and the shield. That I will not falter nor fail, but fight and win.

That I swear to do all in my power to act as a guardian of freedom and justice, as a champion of honor and valor, and as a true and proud member of the UEE Navy.

I finally spot Weaver, Chalke, Vale and the rest of my friends all clustered in the crowd, relishing each word of the Oath. And when they finish, their journey (and mine, I suppose) is over.

They are official members of the UEE Navy.

“So,” I ask. “Do you still feel that way?”

This scrawny kid from Plantock River, only a couple hours from my house here on Aremis, who survived the horrors of the Vanduul attack, thinks about it for a few moments.

“I don’t think that feeling ever goes away … but now I know I’m not alone.”

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inexcon · 6 years

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DAY 627: THE JOURNEY ENDS

2947.12.12 SET

by Sean Nazawa

The final part in a series following a class of recruits moving through the Navy’s training system.

A harrowing circumstance, for certain, as this type of scenario could easily prove deadly for everyone involved.

Thankfully, it’s not real.

“Tell Rifke to hack their comms,” he yells over to the comms officer coordinating the outlaw channel, then glances at me. “They shouldn’t give away their positions.”

Over the course of the exercise Aino will continue to throw what he calls ‘surgical handicaps’ against the recruits. He wants them off-balance, to be the underdog.

I pick out the specific recruits among their brief clipped exchanges:

“Sir, Rifke’s moved two flights to their position. He says they aren’t there.”

Aino grins.

Seven outlaws remain, the hostage is dead and the entire recruit squadron has been eliminated.

“Well, we almost had them.”

“Almost isn’t good enough,” Vale mutters.

“C’mon, Vale, you took out what, six? Seven?” Chalke seems intent on raising the spirits in the room.

The recruits, however, seem locked in the loss.

Aino suddenly stops. He looks over the glum faces of the recruits in the room and shakes his head.

“You all need to grow the [redacted] up,” he mutters, tossing his pointer onto the desk.

That gets everyone’s attention. Aino draws out the pause and sits on the corner of his desk.

The recruits exchange confused glances.

The recruits chuckle. Weaver gets some pats on the back. Aino smiles at them before he continues. It’s the first time I’ve seen him smile at his recruits.

Aino studies the faces of the recruits.

The room is silent for several moments. Someone gently knocks on the door.

“Come in.”

Rifke pokes his head in.

“Sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“It’s all right, commander,” Aino says as he stands and grabs his pointer. “What can we do for you?”

Aino looks at his class. He gives a quick motion with his head for them to go. All the recruits slowly file out of the class to the cheers of the combat pilots outside.

Weaver lingers by the door, then turns back to Aino.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Get the hell out of here.”

Weaver smiles and leaves.

I wait as the door slowly clicks shut. Aino starts to quietly collect his things. I feel I have to say something.

“That was a nice speech, sir.”

* * * * * * * * *

The entire graduating class stands and repeats the same Oath that has been uttered by every Navy member for centuries:

Hear and witness that I do solemnly pledge, mind and body, that I will serve and protect the United Empire of Earth against all who would seek to harm it and its people.

That I will faithfully discharge the duties asked of me, and when called upon, I will defend the Empire with my life.

That I will be the sword and the shield. That I will not falter nor fail, but fight and win.

That I swear to do all in my power to act as a guardian of freedom and justice, as a champion of honor and valor, and as a true and proud member of the UEE Navy.

I finally spot Weaver, Chalke, Vale and the rest of my friends all clustered in the crowd, relishing each word of the Oath. And when they finish, their journey (and mine, I suppose) is over.

They are official members of the UEE Navy.

“So,” I ask. “Do you still feel that way?”

This scrawny kid from Plantock River, only a couple hours from my house here on Aremis, who survived the horrors of the Vanduul attack, thinks about it for a few moments.

“I don’t think that feeling ever goes away … but now I know I’m not alone.”

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