Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP)

[Xt188647]

----- Incoming Transmission -----
---- Origin: Planet New London ----
----- Recruitment Center AB-45 -----

The camera footage showed the usual hustle and bustle of young men and women in the background eagerly chatting with recruitment officers and soldiers alike. Most, as the viewer could surmise, were chatting about their career opportunities in the Armed forces, or venting their hatred of the Kusari war machine that most of this generation had grown up viewing as the enemy. But this recruit, shown sitting in front of the video looked much more serene about the whole process.

Clean shaven, blonde, and with his hair already cropped to merely an inch above his head, the man had the air of professionalism practically oozing from him. Behind a pair of steely blue eyes, he began speaking to the recruiter, eyes never even glancing to the recording device.

Recruiter: "Name?"

Fulton: "Recruit Fulton, Oliver James."

Recruiter: "Desired branch of service?"

Fulton: "Armed Forces, fleet duty."

At this, the recruiter chuckled a bit before continuing.

Recruiter: "Boy, you know the Fleet is strict about these sort of things, don't you? You don't honestly think you can just walk in from off the street and fly escort wings, do you?"

Fulton's lips curled into a slight smile for a moment, the single small scar upon them twisting slightly with the motion.

Fulton: "I believe if you search my records in the Fleet database, you'll find that I'm qualified. I served in the Leeds militia when the Kusari bombed us from orbit, and continued to do so until I was inducted, and graduated from, the Queen Carina Academy."

At this, Fulton passed a small data disk across the table, letting the man across from him view the files on his personal data pad. The recruiter was silent for a moment, before he asked his final question.

Recruiter: "Alright son, then tell the camera why you want to serve."

Fulton finally turned to address the camera, giving it the same unflinching gaze he had the man just a moment ago.

Fulton: "I was there for Leeds, I will be there for Bretonia, and I have the will to let every drop of blood fall from my body to keep the Kusari from taking another step into our homeland."

At this, the camera footage cut, and the standard security encryption followed on screen.

---- Transmission Terminates ----
--- Encryption Level : High ----

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"A man's worth is no greater than his intentions." - Marcus Aurelius