— • IS IS HIRING! The notification skims the bottom corner of your XR display, gone in moments yet it leaves a lingering thrill • —
— • “Why don’t you submit an application to Intergalactic Solace?” your university assigned career bot asks as you sift through potential internships and worry about an upcoming intent to graduate deadline. • —
— • The job board updates on the quarter hour and an IS contract catches your eye. Probably underpaid, probably long hours... but it’s a hell of a lot less unsavory than the other options. It’s not often you get warm fuzzy feelings in this line of work. • —
— • “Thanks to Intergalactic Solace, the Qrowsin Collection gives up yet another artifact originally belonging to—“ but the signal’s on the fritz again and the stream stutters to a halt. You look up the rest of the story on the strand and find their site: Intergalactic Solace: Artifact Repatriation Executors. Cultural Ambassadors. Intrepid Travelers. Hmmm maybe it’s time to get off this damn planet. • —
Every new recruit’s path to Intergalactic Solace is different, what’s yours?