Gallic Royal Navy Transmission Center (iRP) (FO)

[Scaramanga999]

::Setting his blank flight helmet on the small desk inside his quarters, he takes a quick look at the other helmet that sits next to it. Belonging to him, the design had been passed down through the years honoring the past, but perhaps this helmet of the past, of his Grand Prix career is of another life as a new one had started just today. Setting his old weathered flight gloves down next to the helmets, he smirked slightly as these gloves were the one thing he refused to change. As the conduit between man and machine, these gloves were passed down as well, and had been raised in triumph through many victories on the Grand Prix circuit. Pressing down on a console, Alec steps towards the small viewport and begins to talk into the hand held recorder::

INCOMING TRANSMISSION.....
GRN ID-Alec Villeneuve. Callsign "Apex"

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Today was the end for one journey and the start of another. After finalizing my paperwork and authorizing my identification, I was assigned my craft and went out into Space, not as a Grand Prix Pilot, but as a Sous-Lieutenant in our Royal Navy, the Vanguards for all of Gallia. I await my first sortie in service to the Crown and look forward to that first flight just as when I first settled myself for my first race. For the first time since our home worlds were sealed away, the Shooting Star will fly once more.

In Defense of the Crown

-Alec Villeneuve

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