The Junker named Beau, eyes a formation of Recyclers fly past the window of his private room in the Junkyard. With a huge smile on his face he turns immediately and leaves his room. His data pad laying on his bed, displaying the message he received from the Arbiter of Congress.
He gets to the docking station, and there he sees a row of fine vessels. Each vessel he is as proud of as if they where his own children. Much unlike he would to his own children thou, with an even larger smile on his face, and laser welder in hand. He very messily burns the .:j:. onto the side of each of his ships.
He walks back to the end of the hangar and turns to look at his ships, now the..
He clicks a small transponder in his ear, and toggles it to the Arbiters channel"Sir, This is Captain Beau. Its an honor to be a part of this great faction, I will not disappoint you!"