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Name: Cooper Harris
Age: 28
Height: 196 cm
Weight: 98 kg
Place of Birth: Planet Pittsburgh
Current location: Unknown
Bio :
Was born on lanet Pittsburgh, first and only son of Jason Harris and Martha Willson, DSE employees. Spent his childhood on Pittsburgh, mostly waiting for his parents to return. At the age of 3, his stepbrother was adopted, but information on his family was unknown, so he was given the name of Ryan Harris . He attended school on his home planet, dreaming of flying a transport like his father. After turning 18, he got his first Startracker class ship, and began practicing around Planet Pittsburgh. Eventually, he got a job offer from the DSE to be to be an escort pilot for transport convoys. This was not exactly what he was dreaming of, but was more than nothing. Been flying for a few years, escorting convoys on low-treath routes, and started to get tired of simply flying around.

After a few years of escorting, he was planning to ask for replacing to piloting transports, but his life was changed, right after he got to the DSE office building. He was told that his parents were attacked by Xenos, because they were hauling cargo from Kusari space. Even though the L.N. was there and shot most Xenos down, both DSE transports were destroyed in the fight. The actuall fact of who was the one destroying his parents transport is so far unknown. Rumors say than the L.N. had something to do with it, reporting a missfired torpedo from one of their bombers.

That was just enough for Cooper. He left Planet Pittsburgh, with hatered in his heart for both the Xenos and the L.N., for letting his parents die. Since then, he was reported being in a Liberty Rogue bomber, and in a few new reports, he was flying a Werewolf VHF. These informations are not conformed so far.

A voice record was found in the DSE employee apartments log storage system:
This is the last time, I belived these money hungry corporate freaks! But from this day, I will make sure they will pay for what they did to my parents. I hope at least Ryan will help me with that


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--Personal Log Entry 00543--

After another day of causing trouble ... and getting shot by a few fighters ... I finally got back to Buffalo, into my hangar, which became kind of like my home in the past few weeks. I moved all my stuff here, right net to my two babys... my Barghest and my Werewolf.

While having a few shots, I started thinking about what I really want to do. Causing trouble is really fun, but too many big Navy ships or tons of fighters around... Time for something bigger ... Time to show them law-loving wise guys that they're not the only ones whit big guns ... Thats it! I need to go to Cassini ... I sure hope my friends are still on Terre Haute Shipyard ... This is going to be so good....

I really count on my brother, Ryan. He's been doing quite well with the Junkers, allready flying a Pirate Train... even if it has a strange name like "Garbage Truck". If I need some help, he's the only one I can count on ...
Untill then, all I have to do is wait and start gathering things for the big show ...

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--Personal Log Entry 00875--

With the help of my brother, Ryan, the new ship is ready ... It's not what I wanted, but good enough for now. At least I have something to take the stuff I need from one place to another. the "Barricade" will be in Buffalo untill the time comes for it ... Now .. where to fidn the proper equipment? Hmm .. not an easy question... Well, let's focus on getting some cash first, then I can think about the rest.

*With these thoughts , Cooper took the last piece of food from the plate, got himself anoter bit of Cardimine and started daydreaming about his great plans in the future...*
--Personal Log Enrty 00889--

Well ... just sold my Werewolf ... Not like I didn't like that ship, but I need the room and the cash for something else ... Not to mention that this place was starting to get a little small with the 2 ships and all my stuff in it ... Well that's the bad side of living in your hangar I guess ... but you don't have to pay the bills for a room ...

*Sound os a bottle opening... and of drinking*

Ahh ... I just love this wine ... makes me remind of the old days on Pittsburgh. But enough of all the memories ...

I just don't know ... I might have did something wrong ... I don't really know what I'm doing anymore ... probably should get rid of cardi for a while ... ehh, no way ...

But still, I have to get something done about this ... nothing's going as I though ... I should get lost for a while ... and might as well sell my Barghest as well ... not like if anyone want's it , but we'll see ...

Untill then, I think I'll just finish this wine and take a rest ...

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