"You're a<em>Jedi.</em>" Yuluni marveled, taken aback at Jekin's apparent humility, "No one's going to call you<em>private.</em>"<br/><br/>"In fact, the commander's probably going to put you with each of the foot platoons. We've got left-over Iridonians from Dorn Company, none of those colonists speak much basic but they're a whole culture of warriors with a chip on their shoulder for the Mandies. Another platoon of Mirialans, Duros, Rodians, Cathar, Twi'leks, you name it. Most of them speak basic but it's a mess trying to get them to work together. Just last week we had to court martial a sergeant for trying to enslave one of her subordinates." She shook her head, "Third platoon's a lot of near-humans, but... well, we don't know where they come from. Undocumented colonists or spacers without registration. Could be criminals who joined to go off-world and escape justice, who knows?"<br/><br/>"Then we've got our logistics platoon- Ithorians, Bith, and Sullustians. Those are the real patriots, engineers and doctors, scientists. They didn't have to sign up for this war..." She looked back at them, "Just like you guys."<br/><br/>Yuluni smiled, "The volunteer corps isn't perfect, I know... but we're all fighting under one flag. Maybe seeing a lightsaber will remind some of these soldiers of that too."