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**Comm ID: Andrew Rogers**
**Location: Planet Houston**
**Subject: Application Liberty Navy**
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Full name Andrew Rogers Age 21 Years Place of birth Planet Houston, Texas Gender Male Height 6 feet Weight 78 Kilogram Relatives Evan Rogers, father. Krystal Rogers, mother. Laura Rogers, sister. Previous field of work Civilian ship engineer Time zone GMT+1 S-KYP3 information warlito2009
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A young man appears on the screen, he looks a bit nervous
Uhh, howdy. I'm Andrew Rogers.
Born an' raised on Planet Houston in the Texas system. My old man is a proud owner of a mechanic shop 'ere on the planet, ever since I got off school I've been helpin' my old man out. He taught me all 'bout the ships engines an' all the technology that comes along with it. My moms is a bartender in one of the most populated bars here on the planet, she's a strong woman knowing how to take care of herself, somethin' she taught me to. There is also my lil' sis Laura, she's sixteen now and is still in school. Even though we fight a lot I will always be there to protect her.
So far for my lil' background, lets get down to business.
I'll be straight an' honest with ye here, I have no experience with flyin' in space not to mention fightin' up there. But that doesn't mean I'm willin' to learn! The Navy has always been my true callin', have always kept track of the Navy to see what was goin' on in there. Now with a war emergin' I found it a good time to hunt down my dream. I know it ain't the motivation you normally hear, no Rheinlanders killed my family and I'm not out for revenge an' all. No, I have always looked up to the Navy and always wanted to become a fighter pilot. Been workin' long enough on those civilian scrap monsters, it's time for me to serve Liberty in another way. That is if you are willin' to hire a tiny bit of a crazy man from Texas of course.
Be happy to be hearin' from you sirs!
The young man wipes off the sweat on his forehead and walks towards the camera to end the transmission