Cadet Juanita Peron reporting in upon graduation. I request to be assigned to the Bretonia Armed Forces and serve and protect the country against her enemies.
Greetings, Freelancer QuicK_DraW at your service.
Been hunting unlawfuls all my life but now I feel that I need something more fullfiliing, and what better place to start than the Bretonian Armed Forces. As a dedicated recruit i will use my powers to bring justice to the Bretonian system and protect it agaist all enemy threats.
For her Majesty !!!
It was nearly the end of the day and the Recruiter was collecting his papers, to finish the day, when the door opened. A man, wich was looking like he came out from the Hospital, was standing at the door and sayed:
Man - "Should i come tomorrow Sir"
The Recruiter looked at his watch and answered:
Recruiter - "No no come in we still have time"
Man - "Thanks Sir, i want to enlist for the Bretonian Armed Forces"
Recruiter - "Why do you want to join the Armed Forces and why do you look like you came out from the hospital"
Man - "Actually i came out from the Hospital just now Sir"
Recruiter - in a surprised manner "What happend?"
Man - "I was normaly a peacefull Trader. One day the Kusari Military stoped and inspected my cargo where the Corsairs attacked and destroyed my ship, the Kusari Military did nothing to stop them. I was in my escape pod for 4 days before The Bretonian Armed Forces found me. After the Hospital released me i decided to Join and stop the Corsair and the Kusari. That day i lost everything except my Life. I Owe The Armed Forces my Life for that i am ready to Serve and Die if necessary to protect the Queen and Country from the same fate i had to endure"
Recruiter - "Whats your name?"
Man - "Aron KronosiS Sir"
The Recruiter was handing him the papers wich was necessary.
Recruiter - "Sign here Please and i will send your papers to my Superiors"
Quck_Draw and Aron Kronosis, please proceed to the following channel: QCA. Since you are unknown to us, read the requirments in the mentioned transmission, get the ship with the proper training equipment, register in the already said channel and we will talk once again in space of Salisbury system.
Good evening Bretonian Armed Forces, my name is Thomas Aitkenhead. I recently passed the vigorous cadet training in the Queen Carina Academy and achieved a Silver Star medal. I find it my duty as a Bretonian citizen to do my bit for the war effort, no matter the cost.
Ever since I was young I used to watch in awe as Bretonian ships would take off, knowing they were going to protect the realm. Now I am of age - 25 - I have decided to futher my attempt in aiding Bretonia by fighting off any invaders (I think it should be a good laugh, personally).
----- 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 ----
"A man's worth is no greater than his intentions." - Marcus Aurelius
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