COMM ID:Cadet Christopher Rowe TARGET ID:Liberty Navy Primary Fleet Recruitment Office SUBJECT:Primary Fleet Enlistment ENCRYPTION:High PRIORITY:Medium
Name: Christopher James Rowe Age: 27 Birthplace: Planet Manhattan Gender: Male Height: 6'1" Weight: 180 lbs Relatives: Adam Michael Rowe (deceased), Mary Eleanor Rowe (deceased) Previous Fields of Work: Manhattan Police Department Experience: I know how to handle myself in any situation, on foot and in my ship. Timezone: GMT S-KYP3: Solfeanor
I was born on Planet Manhattan in 795, January 24. I grew up in Denville St. Peter Orphanage, my parents Adam Michael Rowe and Mary Eleanor Rowe both have died when I was very young. At the age of 21, I graduated from the College of Marymount, and decided to become a police officer. I've served in MPD for three years.
Three years ago, though, I received an injury on my spine which incapacitated me for a while. The operation was a success and I could continue working as a police officer again. However, I was put into the office work as I could not exert myself excessively. Not being the type to stay in office and read through the papers all day long, I decided to quit my job.
During that time I met a friend of mine from the orphanage I grew up, who's a pilot of the Liberty Navy Secondary forces. He provided me the means to sign up with the navy and after a check up, it was found out that my injury would not hinder my abilities to fly. I've not known my father and mother besides that they were Naval officers, and this chance to become like them was too good to pass up, and it was a lot better than being locked in an office and watching others as they were doing my job.
I love Liberty and I know that what is staying between our homes and our enemies like Rheinland and Gallia are the Liberty Navy Forces. I knew that these people were fighting out there so a kid in Denver could watch cartoons in his home peacefully with his parents and could go to school in the morning with his friends. I had to be a part of it, and I was ready to give up my life for it like my father and my mother did.
I am in West Point Military Academy last three years, trying to become a proper pilot of the Navy. I think I am pretty good, I am learning well, you know my scores, you know my attitude in general. I can be depended to stay cool in all circumstances and I have been through fire and smoke before. Most people here are younger than me, and I try to show them an example by carrying out what's required of me. I am told that I can finally become a Naval Ensign with my transfer to the Primary forces. Add me to your ranks, see how I am doing... I really hope to become a member of the most prestigeous Primary Naval Forces, soon.
