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"Lets talk shop." David interjected as he took up yet another morsel from his plate. "I run a triple A organization which understands that money is not power. Control is power and money is just a simple byproduct that megacorps like Mars Corp seems to generate. Control over a large group of individuals like the populace of this station and the planet bellow allows us to give them what they want and in turn we learn so much more." The opulent business owner took another tasty bite of his meal only to then wash it down once more.

"What I'd ask of you in return is to simply be an employee of Mars Corp. and work under direct orders like you would in any other situation. I simply am looking for a good soldier and nothing more." David pushed away from the table as the doors behind his guest slid open revealing a massive suit of power armor which stood at the ready.

"If you would turn around and look upon my old project." David chuckled as a man wearing the Titan Power armor stood in attention for inspection. "You would be eventually outfitted with this nifty bit of tech which would allow you to safely traverse the galaxy for me." The CEO took yet another drink only to nod to the man. "I think that maybe my offer would give you a chance to reevaluate your current stances on faith and life."