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			<title>All Suited Up</title>
			<description>Seth was sincerely glad that he was not claustrophobic. The chamber that measured soldiers for their armor was very, very small. Seth was a relatively small guy and his shoulders nearly brushed the sides of closet-like room. It didn't help his uneasy feelings that he was naked in the tiny room. Or t..</description>
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			<title>Mess Hall Chaos</title>
			<description>When he finally walked through the door, Seth was surprised once again. The sheer volume of the people in the room was enough to make him stagger. But it wasn't the volume that made him pause. It was the diversity of people. There were people of all shapes, sizes, and skin tones sitting among each o..</description>
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			<title>When Do We Get Started?</title>
			<description>Surprisingly, Seth only got a little lost. Granted, he'd had to ask for directions four times, but at least he'd gotten to the general area of Gloria's room. Or he thought he had. In any case, he did much better than he had originally anticipated. The young soldier had managed to locate the sitting ..</description>
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			<title>Seth Johnson: Freelancer Recruit</title>
			<description>Nicholai returned with a tabcomp (*) and the touch pen for it. His heavy boots thumped the floor with each step. The big man took a seat on the table next to Seth's bed.&amp;ldquo;All right, lets get this over with. Name?&amp;rdquo; Nicholai seemed bored with the whole initiation process.&amp;ldquo;Seth.&amp;rd..</description>
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			<title>An Unexpected Proposition</title>
			<description>Seth woke up to a very loud, very persistent ringing in his ears. It wasn't the morning bell... Maybe it was one of his squad mates playing a cruel joke on him. He was so tired that he almost didn't care about that incessant noise. Almost.The exhausted soldier finally managed to pry his eyes open...</description>
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			<title>At home... on enemy grounds</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;He was right, Freelancers weren't as bad as the rumors said. They were worse.When the ship had docked at the orbiting base, Seth had been escorted from the ship to a holding cell. He'd stayed in the cell for about an hour before the two posted guards came to get him.The grim faced men le..</description>
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			<title>Prisoner</title>
			<description>The shot never came.Instead, there was a loud click. No bullet penetrated the back of his helmet. As far as Seth knew, he was still alive.Everyone held their breath in the silence that followed the sound of the hammer ramming an empty chamber. The big Freelancer looked at his gun for a moment th..</description>
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			<title>Enter Freelancers</title>
			<description>The bells continued to squall their urgent message at the loudest volume possible as Seth raced to his post. His Sergeant was already there when Seth made it. Only two other members of his squad had managed to get there before him, and they had been there only because they had drawn the short straws..</description>
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			<title>The beginning of the end?</title>
			<description>Seth Johnson was finding out that none of the propaganda films ever showed you how hard basic training was. He'd expected to see lines of men marching to and from places or standing at attention for roll call. He'd expected order and a brotherhood. What he'd gotten was a rude surprise.There certai..</description>
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			<title>The Great War</title>
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