- What is your full name? My full name is Jonathan Fraser.
- Where was your last place of employment? What experience do you have? I used to work for Cryer as a freelance transporter of Medical goods, mostly the new multifunctional bandages they produce at Cambridge research station these days. I would bring 'em to the troops on Leeds, and take unfortunate casualties back to Bretonia. In the process of that contract, I've saved countless Bretonian lives on the line against the Gallic menace.
- To what division are you applying? The Trading division. I can fire a gun, but don't expect me to take out cardamine-infused Outcasts.
- Why are you interested in working for Border World Exports? It's the premier shipping company in Bretonia, and probably all of western Sirius. I want to do my part for my country on a larger scale.
- You happen across a Gateway convoy that is under attack by Red Hessians. What do you do and why? If I have the capability to help them, I shall. At the very least I would alert the BAF. 'Competitor' or not, wartime requires a nation to stick together.
- You encounter a corporate trader of Gallic origin. It croaks mockingly at you. What do you do and why? Bretonia is a proud nation, and it will not suffer mockery from the French who are as always late to the party. That said, I will not risk my cargo, crew, or ship for my personal pride, but if I happen to know a poor Gallic Junker Exile I might just point them in the direction of said Gallic trader.
- How do you feel about Glaswegian badgers? Glaswegian Badgers should indeed be banished, but then again, when Bowex regains Glasgow station, I guess I'd feel inclined to hug one.
- Were you referred to Bowex by a Bowex) or BMM- employee? Unfortunately no, I have not had the pleasure yet.
Currently, mr. Fraser resides in Manchester in the Wordsworth his Percheron class transport, waiting out the weird Nomad appearance in New London. When he left the system in a hurry, he saw the BAF, LN, and even a few capital ships from a group known as the Colonial Republic in orbit and was politely asked to evacuate. Mr. Fraser certainly hopes that ended well; otherwise there'll be a new and desperate blockade to run. This application was sent to Bowex from Sheffield.
