Bretonia Armed Forces database...
Arnold J. Rimmer...
ID no. : 431654785
Age: 27
Height: 185 Cm
Weight: 69 Kg
Rank: -
Occupation: Service emploee, 2nd Rank
Place: Battleship Norfolk
Penalty records: Assault on highter ranking officer with use of pencil, Stealing chockolate
cookie from slot-mashine multiple times
Additional information: Stupid smile. Persistently trying to achieve better rank, failed. Very labile.
Last entry: Exited BAF, reasons unknown
...Closing...
Prologue
Brave, Honest. Self-sacrificing. Humble and no less trustworthy. Arnie never got, and never liked theese attributes. Not like it ever mattered - he lived with what he is. Altough since early childhood, he kept one big dream. Being captain of a big and mighty Bretonian battleship. Altough he was born on Gran Canaria, and thus, had no real bounds to any of Houses, he choosed Brettonia, because his father was BAF pilot. Great pilot he was. Until he blew up his ship to pieces, along with himself. Yes, he died like a real hero. Crushed into asteroid in Dublin, when he was searching his cockpit for missing cigar.
When Arnie was finally old enough, he left Gran Canaria and entered military academy of BAF. Even he was very surprised that theyve actually accepted him. He had the feeling he heard them saying " Im memmory of his father...".
....6 years later...
Finally! He made it... The Battleship. Huge and mighty. Fearlesly crossing the space, crushing all the hopes of enemy. Battleship Norfolk. It was nearly his. Only small problem was, that he worked as ans service emploee, concentrating on food-slot-mashines. "Without me, the whole crew would die, with inredible hunger..." He tryed to fool himself.
....And so, another 6 years passed....
Arnie was still service emploee, the mighty repairer of slot mashines. His life was very linear, with exeption on one accident, where in anger, he stucked a pencil into ships captain nose. That nearly costed him his "carier".
But today, the day what changed rest of his life has come. When he entered his cabin, all dirty from exploded chicken soup, he checked his regular post. Bills. Normal. Threats. Ok. "To Dear Mr. Rimmer" Nor... What the hell? That surelay wasnt regualr letter. He opened it.
Dear mister Rimmer
My name is Carterbell, and I am former lawyer of your uncle. I am sorry to say that,
but your dear uncle died on planet Leeds during terrible traffic accident. Since you are
the only living relalative, you are now a heir to your dead uncle. He was very rich man.
The capital you are to abtain, counted in credits is //-CENSORED-. Please, meet me in
my office, adress is at the backside of the letter.
With regards and mourning, Cartebell.
PS: Dont forget to show your gratitude to lawyer who served your family so well.
"Uh. I have a uncle. I didnt knew that." Thought arnie and tossed the latter in the trash as the others. "Wait." With sudden enlightment, he jumped and took the letter back to his hands. Arnie looked on it. Arnie looked on the number of credits. Arnied fainted and hit the floor.
He woke up, on floor of his room. He slowly stood up and scrathed on his head. "What the hell happened to.... wait...wait.... I am... RICH!" he grabed the letter on his table and read the amount of credits. He fainted.
To be continued...
End of Prologue In next chapter: The shadows left behind by the Uncle. Rimmer's mining company!
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