A clean-shaven, medium-built man walks into the recruitment centre and strides directly over to the Recruitment officer.
"How may I help you?", the burly recruiter asks without even glancing at the man.
"I want to join the BAF, sir!", the man quickly replies.
"Don't sir me, I work for a living..... fill out the application form and return it to me."
He fills in the application form
Name: Nick Cadarn
Home planet: Denver
Age: 31
Height: 185 cm
Weight: 88 kg
Education: Attended college at Planet Denver and afterwards joined Cryer Pharmeceuticals Defense Wing. Undertook flight and combat training at their training centre at Atka Research Station.
Previous occupation: Defense wing of Cryer Pharmeceuticals, based primarily at Atka Research Station
Previous experience: Interceptor and escort duty mostly. Have mostly fought Outcast raiders. Have also done some exploration in Nomad systems in order to get specimens for research.
Reasons for joining: My parents were Bretonian from Planet Cambridge, but as employees of Cryer Pharm. they moved to Denver in order to work at the HQ. I have been raised a Bretonian and would like to offer my support, however small, in Bretonias hour of need.
Preferred area of assignment: Where Bretonia needs me the most.
Other comments: After having spent the last 10 years as a Cryer employee where my hands often have been tied with legislation and financial concerns, I long for a tour of duty with the BAF where the command structure and our objectives are clear.
I currently own my own IMG "Spatial" which I have fitted with BH weapons. l will of course change this when and if accepted in the BAF.
The Recruiting Officer sent off the young man's application for further processing with a flourish. He sat back and smiled. Nice to be back in business!
Incredibly, the Security Service checks came back before the Recruiting Officer had finished his tea! He looked at the ALL CLEAR message and pressed the ACCEPT button. Had the Admiral been kicking some backsides at the admiralty to get these people processed, he wondered?
He smiled. This quick turnaround made him look very efficient.
As the computer systems were activated by his command, the new Ensign Nick Cadarn officially began his military service.
A young, tall pilot walked into the Recruitment office and approached the recruiter. With a grunt he threw down a data pad that displayed his personal information. The recruiter looked at the pad then at the young man, noticing his reason for not speaking, he had a long gash starting at the base of the neck running up over half of his chin, a healed wound. The recruiter returned his gaze to the data pad.
Name: Grimjaw
Age: 23
Occupation to date: Independent trader
Home Planet: New London
Reason for joining BAF: Revenge
Medical Disabilities: Voice box shredded, awaiting artificial transplant
=============Incoming Digital Message=============
To: BAF Recruitment Centre
From: Zack Underman
======Opening Message======
Good evening Gents,
It is now obvious to all that we are in dire times. The Kusari Navy is litterally knocking at our door. This is why I have decided that it is time for me to step up to defend Her Majesty. Bellow you will find my application information. I apply so that we may finish this war with God's speed. I will be willing to report for duty as soon as needed.
===Opening Attachment===
Name: Zack Underman
Age: 23
Home World: Leeds
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 160 lb (sorry, don't know the metrics)
Eye: Green
Hair: Dark Blonde
Reason for joining: The war has come to close to my home for comfort.
"Right, lad. I personally cannot think of a better reason to join up and get back at those Kusari vermin." Said the Recruiting Officer, his left hand absently scratching where his left knee would have been.
"I am going to need your full name to comply with our naming standards. eg. BAF|Ens.Jon.Smith. Then we can get your application processed."
[font=Ariel]Good Evening Colleagues, Major_Triton_Abyss here bidding all BAF warm wishes.
I am what one might call a Support Officer to BAF and a full member of the Elite Guard of Salisbury. I freely submit my Cruiser to the defense of a place I now call my home.
My history is chequered and 3 years or so ago I was support leader of the =LSF= after the vacuum left by the famous =LSF=SoulBringer, =LSF=Icarus and =LSF=GreyWolf who became a good colleagues and friends of mine. I was also A key member of what was known as the [27th Legion] and Wing commander of C Group but this was a long time ago now and alot has changed.
Upon my return to Sirus I joined LNS forces to support California for some months but was not comfortable with the limitations imposed upon me by them.
I left with my family for a new home in which I settled on the small planet of New Jersey where I enjoy the luxury and solitude I desire where I sometimes hold the odd party bash for family and friends alike.
Whilst my Cruiser is not fully equiped yet (I need L8 Capital Armour) I retain my Weapons Armoury at BS Derby and my Trader is at Leeds where I plan to come upto speed as soon as I can but I have my work cut out for me.
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