Liberty Police, Inc. Applications Office

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• Name: Victor Sturm
  
• Age: 26
  
• Height:1.75m
  
• Weight: 75kg
  
• Previous Jobs: Lawful Freelancer, Independent Trader, Interspace Commerse.
  
• Qualifications: High School Diploma, College Diploma, Piloting Diploma, Adv Piloting Diploma. (Failed Pro Piloting Diploma)
  
• Brief Biography: My father was secretly an outcast, but soon left the family to join the Corsairs. My mother worked for Interspace Commerse but died by decompression caused by a trade lance malfunction. My sister was a lone wolf, and most likely joined the LPI.
  
• Reasons for Joining: I feel an urge to serve, putting others lives and comfort above my own. Its a reward in itself, watching and protecting the growing house of Liberty.
  

The story on why i went to the LPI. ---

"Well, in the beginning i aimed on a distant target. I hoped to join the Navy, but it really doesnt matter to me, as long as i am to serve and protect. Call me crazy, but id sacrifice myself for a few lives of others. Id prefer that it wouldnt be neccesary, tho. During whole my youth ive pretended to be a Navy Officer. When i was to enter the Navy Recruitments Office, the door was locked and a poster clearly said, "Recruitment is closed until further notice"

"Hopes still up, i went to the LPI Recruitments Office that is still very much open. So here i am, bothering you with one of a thousand applications. I can only wish that you will take a look at it, and perhaps, give it a try."

"What really got me here, is the noticable lack of civilian protection. The world is a dangerous place, with all the piracy and terrorists roaming the sky, we must work our way to a safer enviroment."

"The law is the greatest pillar, the primary carrying the society and community. If the law fails, chaos will reign."

It was a rainy day.
Myers was just about to grab another doughnut when he heard someone knocking on the door.
"Soldier, go get that door open" He said, stashing his feet on a bunch of denied applications.
A tall, bright skinned man with charcoal-ish hair and sharp blue eyes entered the room.
"Greets, Chief." - "Have a seat, stranger" Myers threw a battered old chair over the desk.
"No thanks - Im here to apply for the LPI." Myers grabbed another doughnut.
"Whats new about that? - People do it all the time. Look whats under my foot. Your not the first"
"Victor Sturm is my name. Heres my papers. Let me hear you read it."

-- Myers reads out silently, with his eyebrows raised. --
"Come back tomorrow, i will consider it. Right now ive still got three doughnuts to be taken care of. Begone."
The tall stranger namely Victor nods twice before he leaves the room. "Farewell. Consider it if you please."

Looks good enough, though the family history is a bit... sketchy, at best. ACCEPTED. Get yourself a ship and airborne.

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