jimmy sighed inside he wished he could get as drunk as half the people here but his 1st augmentations delayed the process considerably " well,i was a miner on colorado and i was in JROTC,lost my parents 4 years ago i has statred colledge so i was transfered to ROTC i later droped at age 21 to enlist in the Army,then i Transfered to the Marines after a failed atempt at LSF Boot." he paused and sipped his drink" my first command was a Escourt gunboat ,Montana class "gunboat leader", The LNS Niagra Falls under the 106th colors under Genenral Isabelle Kaitlyn.that lasted 6 months till they finished up my original battlecruiser that also was called the Fort Louisbourg,she was retired when that new "fortres class" hull was made,the older NEvada was made a musuem to her class and her sistership that was lost in the eight-oh-one war,when she fatally wounded charged a " he wispered" nomad battleship as her reactors breached takeing out her target ,3 squadrons of fighters and 2 escourting gunboats.crippleing one that the fort who was disabled from the battleship managed to pull oiff a light morter salvo on before she lost power"he paused and hung his head" CB-17 Nevada was lost with all hands,it was those two battlecruisers and the missippi that held houston." he smiled "enough about the past,as you can see im not just a naval captian,im FORCOM,ex 1st SFOD,when they deactivated,the fort was my A-teams Mobile base along with a battallion of joint Navy and Marine and even Army Specforce personell,shes being refit to more of a station seiger though" he sat back carefully eyeing some of the more Rivel intense captians eyeing a women they clearly knew was LSF "so yeah some career huh and im only 25, hated specops anyway could never meet anybody was to busy training for missions Liberty apprently dosent see as viable"