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RE: Reaver Merc. Co. Recruitment - Eonaros - 01-13-2013
Incoming Transmission
From:Xavier Stone
Subject:Recruitment
I understand what you said.I have sent you a message over secured communications .
Ending Transmission
RE: Reaver Merc. Co. Recruitment - Himura Suzume - 01-30-2013
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RE: Reaver Merc. Co. Recruitment - Himura Suzume - 02-08-2013
:Incoming Transmission:
From: Keira Lynch
Heard 'bout you lot from a bartender on Barrier Gate.
So yeah, names Keira Lynch, twenty eight or twenty nine, don't really keep track anymore. Born on Leeds. Grew up on Leeds. Doin' me best to avoid dyin' there.
Da' was a pilot. Not a very good one, got himself killed a few years back. He tried teachin' me as much as possible. Not that he had much to teach.
Always had a hard time keepin' jobs. Mainly been gettin' by sellin' various stimulatin' substances, not strictly legal. Also made some cash playin' poker. At least there's somethin' I do decently. Won myself a fully 'quipped Roc in a high stakes game a while back. Bloke who lost it didn't much care to give it up an' I may have ended up killin' him a little.
Didn't much care to stick 'round for the peelers so I bolted. Been tryin' to find work for me an' me ship, not much out there for a lone pilot. That's when I heard 'bout you. If you'll have me, gimme a ring. I'm of to get meself langered.
Heard 'bout you lot from a bartender on Barrier Gate.
So yeah, names Keira Lynch, twenty eight or twenty nine, don't really keep track anymore. Born on Leeds. Grew up on Leeds. Doin' me best to avoid dyin' there.
Da' was a pilot. Not a very good one, got himself killed a few years back. He tried teachin' me as much as possible. Not that he had much to teach.
Always had a hard time keepin' jobs. Mainly been gettin' by sellin' various stimulatin' substances, not strictly legal. Also made some cash playin' poker. At least there's somethin' I do decently. Won myself a fully 'quipped Roc in a high stakes game a while back. Bloke who lost it didn't much care to give it up an' I may have ended up killin' him a little.
Didn't much care to stick 'round for the peelers so I bolted. Been tryin' to find work for me an' me ship, not much out there for a lone pilot. That's when I heard 'bout you. If you'll have me, gimme a ring. I'm of to get meself langered.
:Transmission Ended:
RE: Reaver Merc. Co. Recruitment - Sangria - 02-09-2013
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To:______.Keira Lynch
Subject:__RE: Recruitment
Hello Keira Lynch,
From Leeds you say? I was born there myself, but it seems the mercenary business got me to escape that place after a while. I see you also like gambling and had your luck with you, guess that would mean you'd fit right in.
However I still want to have a personal chat with you at Barrier some time soon, just to get acquainted and talk about your motives besides what you have mentioned. If you're in or not will depend on that little chat.
Signed,
Nancy Sweetwater
Subject:__RE: Recruitment
Hello Keira Lynch,
From Leeds you say? I was born there myself, but it seems the mercenary business got me to escape that place after a while. I see you also like gambling and had your luck with you, guess that would mean you'd fit right in.
However I still want to have a personal chat with you at Barrier some time soon, just to get acquainted and talk about your motives besides what you have mentioned. If you're in or not will depend on that little chat.
Signed,
Nancy Sweetwater
![[Image: commslinkend.png]](https://dl.dropbox.com/u/49636642/reaver/commslinkend.png)
RE: Reaver Merc. Co. Recruitment - danny081 - 03-07-2013
Hey there
Well i'm 22 years old, was born on Planet New London, had mummy and daddy issues growing up so i moved over to Liberty when i was sixteen and started freelancing taking on bounty contracts and heavy drinking, nowadays i cant seem to find enough people to take out.
i got arrested one day for lets say public indecency, i showed my rear end off to Liberty police and lets just say they don't take kindly to people peeing all over there ships, Growing up my dad used to pee on me because he couldn't get to the toilet in time, so i guess i just picked up that habit eh.
anyway i heard about your company from a guy on a prison liner after being arrested for mooning the Liberty Police and peeing on there ships, they give me quite the beating too, anyway he told me you guys are always making money hunting people down and what not, so here i am.
Well i'm 22 years old, was born on Planet New London, had mummy and daddy issues growing up so i moved over to Liberty when i was sixteen and started freelancing taking on bounty contracts and heavy drinking, nowadays i cant seem to find enough people to take out.
i got arrested one day for lets say public indecency, i showed my rear end off to Liberty police and lets just say they don't take kindly to people peeing all over there ships, Growing up my dad used to pee on me because he couldn't get to the toilet in time, so i guess i just picked up that habit eh.
anyway i heard about your company from a guy on a prison liner after being arrested for mooning the Liberty Police and peeing on there ships, they give me quite the beating too, anyway he told me you guys are always making money hunting people down and what not, so here i am.
RE: Reaver Merc. Co. Recruitment - Sangria - 03-11-2013
To:[size=9]..................Mister Unknown
Subject:.......RE: Application [/size]
Good day,
Looks like I didn't catch your name yet, but I guess names are not a very important thing in this world where you don't even need a second to snap the life out of someone.
Head to Barrier Gate Station in the - you know where that is - place, head over to the Reaver area and I'll be expecting you there in the upcoming days. You're lucky I'm in the office and not on the loose, so make good use of the few days you have to see me and maybe you can impress me enough to earn yourself that nice colour.
Signed,
Nancy Sweetwater
Subject:.......RE: Application [/size]
Good day,
Looks like I didn't catch your name yet, but I guess names are not a very important thing in this world where you don't even need a second to snap the life out of someone.
Head to Barrier Gate Station in the - you know where that is - place, head over to the Reaver area and I'll be expecting you there in the upcoming days. You're lucky I'm in the office and not on the loose, so make good use of the few days you have to see me and maybe you can impress me enough to earn yourself that nice colour.
Signed,
Nancy Sweetwater
RE: Reaver Merc. Co. Recruitment - VerbalArtist - 05-05-2013
...Incoming Transmission...
...Securing...
...Opening Message...
So, once upon a time, I was escorting a Molly Slave convoy through Leeds when I saw a couple reavers opening fire on those Armed forces dudes. Didn't really give it much attention, ain't too fond of them anyhow.
When we reached our destination, I saw a old family friend and we decided to go have some margarita's at the bar downstairs. She was really important to me, we grew up together. Last part of my past I could touch. Over a couple turn of events I might've maybe gotten myself into a brawl behind the counter when my foe pulls out his blaster and lets me have it, her as well...
After recovering from my wounds I was placed in the jail cell for a day and a half, and they wouldn't let me see my she-friend. Turns out she hadn't recovered as well, or at all.
I broke down, I had nothing. I requested to be taken down to the bar, so I could relive my mistake. There was a note on the seat she sat. It told me to come here, to this transmission.
A year passed and I had forgotten completely about the note, and had passed on from my loss. The small smuggling convoy I had been employed by wasn't making enough profit. My salary was being cut lower and lower, untill I couldn't afford rent. They told me to pack and go, so I started going through my old stuff. Had to make some cuts or I wouldn't afford a ride back to Berlin. Found the note in my pillow sheets.
So I'm here, desperate. Gonna give it my full effort.
Oh, and my name's Mike.
...Transmission Terminated...
RE: Reaver Merc. Co. Recruitment - Haste - 05-06-2013
![[Image: GW6jmpl.png]](http://i.imgur.com/GW6jmpl.png)
*He slowly shakes his head, then looks up at the camera*
Right. Mark.
You seem like a bright guy.
However, if you'd have just glanced over our public statement about recruitment..
You'd have known it's closed.
Ignoring that ain't the best way to make a good first impression.
Anyhow, you do seem to have your priorities straight.
So I'm gonna give you a chance.
Head on over to Freeport One.
The Blood Money.
We'll talk there.
Oh, and before I forget: ask for Cerulean once you get there.
Or wear a rose.
Either option works.
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RE: Reaver Merc. Co. Recruitment - Yber - 05-07-2013
Commom ID: David Derpkam
Location: Lust's residence.
Subject: A job.
Encryptation: What?
Opening video feed.
![[Image: Phelps-460g_790896c.jpg]](http://i.telegraph.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00790/Phelps-460g_790896c.jpg)
Coughs several times and spits away from the camera.
What's up, reavers.
David smiles and the neck's shown, with a wide scar from side to side.
My name is David. David Derpkam. If you bother remembering, I'm that pilot whose voice couldn't be used at all. Too friggin' bad, I say.
A cough turns up to be a laugh, the sound's sort of mechanical.
Not quite used though. Well damn, I had never spoken 'till a few weeks ago.
Removes his waterglasses.
This is serious. I spent all of my pocket money on the operation, I need a job, which you might be able to provide.
Got something for me?
Closing video feed.
Location: Lust's residence.
Subject: A job.
Encryptation: What?
Opening video feed.
Coughs several times and spits away from the camera.
What's up, reavers.
David smiles and the neck's shown, with a wide scar from side to side.
My name is David. David Derpkam. If you bother remembering, I'm that pilot whose voice couldn't be used at all. Too friggin' bad, I say.
A cough turns up to be a laugh, the sound's sort of mechanical.
Not quite used though. Well damn, I had never spoken 'till a few weeks ago.
Removes his waterglasses.
This is serious. I spent all of my pocket money on the operation, I need a job, which you might be able to provide.
Got something for me?
Closing video feed.
RE: Reaver Merc. Co. Recruitment - Reaver Company Inc. - 08-13-2013
![[Image: commslinkoffice.png]](http://img7.imageshack.us/img7/3240/commslinkoffice.png)
Reaver Mercenary Co. is happy to announce that
Reaver Recruitment is now open.
(mind you, it never really was closed)
After all, there's nothing quite as fun as watching fresh recruits get themselves blown up.
Contact us on this channel, and we'll get back to you. Maybe.
It helps if you've shot, stabbed, or otherwise (critically) injured people before.
We don't hire just anyone.
If you do get in, you'll have to pull off something neat to become a full-time member of the colorful gang.
Killing Queen Carina would do it.
For example.
If you don't, we'd like to kindly request you stay out of our way.
*The loud bang of a sidearm going off is heard*
That was the signal. Get to it.
![[Image: commslinkend.png]](http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/5412/commslinkend.png)