**A low quality cockpit cam flickers on with plenty of fuzz, but you can make out a young-looking blonde haired kid waving awkwardly**
"H-hi. S-so a pal of mine was telling me how great Liberty is and how I should come over. I um, I'm from Rheinland originally.. I used to fly with a nice guy in the Red Hessians b-but he kinda made fun of my s-stutter so we had a falling out and uhm I-I don't really like manual labor or ahm.. p-pirating I guess it is?"
**His eyes widen as he gets more nervous**
"Oh! N-not that there's anything wrong with pirating, I-I'm sure you guys are cool and do it go-ell. I-I mean good. N-no, well. Go-ell's not a word and g-g-good isn't p-proper grammar of c-course."
**He facepalms and stares at his feet**
"Uhm, I d-d-don't mind f-fighting very much and-and-and Hans thought I was p-pretty good so I was wondering i-i-if you guys could add m-me as a c-contractor. I b-bought a lot of your guys r-rounds at a bar and th-they seem to like me. O-oh! And I'm registered too, because a cop pulled me o-over and he w-wasn't very nice to me about it."
"So uhm.. t-thanks? My ship's name is Tweakie 'c-cause that's what they call me."