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barracks and sighed.
                  “Well I suppose I should get going. I am sure Alyssa thinks I got reprimanded by you and she will want to rub it in. Honestly, I don't see how she made a knight, she is pretty oblivious.”
                  Leah gave Liam a quick hug and then hurried off towards her dormitory. Liam watched her until she entered the building then turned and headed off towards his own quarters.
    November 20 th , 2013 4:58pm
    White House, Washington D.C.
     
                  Adam Sheehan leafed through the pile of never-ending reports for the fourth time this hour. Reports ranging from construction updates of the fleet and their support craft to updates of the formation of the new space marine division, as people were calling it at the moment, littered his desk. He remembered when the new branch had been first conceived and how he thought calling the men and woman “space marines” just didn’t seem right and they would need to find a new title. It had been his teenage son who had come up with an interesting title for them. Adam had recently brought this recommendation to the council and they all agreed by a majority vote. The result being the title the Praetorian Guard , in memory of the hardened warriors that were the elite guard of ancient Rome. You would think with the new branch finalized it would have alleviated some of the paperwork but this never seemed to be the case. Sighing he sat back and rubbed his eyes.
                  “Tired?” asked a familiar voice.
                  Startled, he looked up to see the owner of the voice. Frank Kelvin stood just inside the door smiling as he leaned against the door jam.
                  “Damn it, how do you do that? It's spooky how someone so big can move so silently.” he chided.
                  Smiling he stood and walked around his desk, hand proffered. Frank met him halfway, their hands coming together in a firm hand shake.
                  “So how are things going in Texas?”
                  “You have to ask? You are the President of the United States; I would imagine you get daily reports.”
                  “Yes but I think I would like to hear directly from you as opposed to some secondhand written report. You know reports, they always have a bit of fluff added to them,” Adam explained, indicating the paperwork spread across his desk with a wave of his hand.
                  “I can understand that, I have seen the reports and they are rather…flowery. So what would you like to know first?”
                  “How is the knights training going? Have we replaced all the knights we lost back in December?” the president asked as he leaned forward, placing his forearms across his knees parallel to each other.
                  “Yes, Templar knights number just over two thousand.”
                  “Really? I would have thought that number would have been a lot higher. We were able to find over three hundred within the first month back when we received word of the impending Shenkar invasion,” the president said disappointedly.
                  “Those were different times then, i'm afraid. Back then we were a world recovering from the avian bird flu. With the announcement you and the Council of Earth made last week regarding upcoming space expeditions, everyone is flocking to join up. Now people see opportunity, a chance to see what is out there. It matters little to them that they could be headed off to war if the Shenkar return.  It's a new world, Adam, you will just have to get used to it.”
                  The President sat back and thought for a few moments of the Council of Earth . After the Shenkar had been defeated, the leaders of many nations felt a governing council should be established so no one nation held absolute power over the new