Christian Burton

Christian Burton
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Origin	Liberty - Pennsylvania
Occupation	Zoner Guard
Affiliation	Zoners Trading Consortium
Rank	Shipmaster
Born	787 A.S., Planet Erie

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Appearance

Age: 24 Height: 185cm Description: Brown hair, deep blue eyes, athletic, quite reliable, works hard to achieve his(and his faction's)goals. He appears to be a nice guy, but he can be merciless as well.

Record #7787

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I was born on the planet Erie in 787 A.S. My parents were Zoners and, as you know, I had not heard good things about the policy of the Houses. I will not go into details of my personal life, I was like all the other guys in school, drinking alcohol, playing sports, walking with the girls. From an early age I wanted to be a pilot, I dreamed of flying a ship, to feel the infinity of deep space... It decided my fate. In 803 A.S. I finished my basic education, and I did not hesitate to fill out the application form for admission to a flight school. When I received the answer, I was surprised - my place of study was to be on planet Gran Canaria, where there was the best school for a civilian pilot. I was very impressed with this world... World for the strong.

In 805 A.S. I finished my training. Many of the guys decided to go back to Erie and to try to join the Liberty Navy, or LPI. None of those options satisfied me, as I remembered how Liberty came to Erie. Many of the Zoners colonists that see the Battleship Gettysburg in orbit feel less secure, in a trap. I stayed on the planet, settled down, working as a mechanic. As I stayed at home working for Zoners, they contacted friends on Gran Canaria. I became a worker on a trading ship, “Kadesh”. It was a successful time for me. I became recognizable among Zoners as a successful guy, often leaving very delicate situations. Ah yes, our captain had resigned from the ship. It is said that he bought a villa near the sea on Gran Canaria. So then I became the captain of the trading ship, “Kadesh”.

Finally, I accumulated enough credits for the purchase of my own bomber, that would show myself not only as a good trader, but also a pilot. I flew a GMG Kaichou. It was at that time powerful bomber, and rare among Zoners. Basically, I was patrolling the Omicron worlds. I fought many glorious battles. In one of them, my ship was badly damaged, whilst in Kappa. The nearest of the planets was Primus.. I am still amazed at how I was able to fly and put down the ship, but during the landing, I refused to pump and the ship fell from a height of 6 metres to the landing pad. Thank God, then everything went well, and the whole ship was not destroyed completely.

I can still not understand how radiation could create such a large number of people... It is beautiful, but not a rich world. Despite the fact that it is a Zoner base of sorts, it is bypassed by most ships. I wanted to change this. But the SOS signal was already sent out for my ship and there quickly flew a rescue team. Yes... I was "towed" to Freeport 15. There my “RedEclipse” will be repaired completely. There I met with Charles at the bar for a beer. Then I learned about ZTC. In many respects, our views on life the same, I would like to join. Well, I still talk to this camera? I think that is enough. Let's go to the drunk in the bar. Okay... Where is this thing’s off...

End of Recording, Freeport 15.

Record #7855

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Okay.. As I said before, I returned to planet Primus in the Omicron Kappa system. And oh what I encounter. Nomads at every parsec, it is impossible to fly safely in this system. Oh, I forgot to say, I already made some progress in the ZTC, now I head the security department and have some type of authority .. Yes, distracted. Nomads on any step, to establish normal ties with the planet is simply impossible. Trade, as well as tourism. After some time, already in the bar, sipping a delicious lemonade, supply-side hops, I came up with a rather interesting idea. It was that the class of ship would be not less than a battleship to patrol the system and its neighbours. I smoke a cigarette, I went to my bomber, and contacted the administration of Livadia Shipayrd about the availability of building a Jinkusu Juggernaut, but all were already claimed, and the new designs were still only on the drawing board, they are much too expensive. In reflection, I spent my two-day vacation on the planet, nothing good came to mind: to build a new defensive base too dearly and dangerous... at the time of construction, Nomads would not going anywhere. After saying goodbye to my friends and companions, I returned to Freeport 15.

It was given a mission to run a convoy with a transport ship. I decided to fly it myself, since the route was not a safe one - the first point of landing was to be Canaria, then Freeport 6, then on to Freeport 2, and then home. We met a couple of Corsairs, but it looks like a little before us, a trader was caught with Gallic wine... Anything funny, quietly and calmly flying, but on the way to Freeport 2, we passed by a lot of wrecks, judging by the hull they were Rheinland and Corsair ships. Seen here it was very hot... Rheinland fighters asked us to leave the sector due to the threat, and we didn’t need problems with the House, so we embarked on Bornholm Depot, for repairs, Oh, this radiation...

At the bar, while our ships were undergoing repairs, I had a conversation with the bartender, about what happened in that place. Ha, the rest of the people I sent to ensure that as Junkers mend, we know how they mend. Hideously repaired, but certain things we do not need to be counted... So, as I said, the bartender said there was a clash between Rheinland and the Corsairs. He said that even a new Rheinland battleship did not give them the advantage, the only ship to survive from the entire fleet was the cruiser Altena. I remembered about what was needed for us, a new battleship, I want to find out what is currently capable of this battleship. The bartender did not say much, but hinted that a certain amount can give information when changing patrols around these ruins. The sum of the normal course he bent, but I agreed. Especially before the turn of patrols there are only 40 minutes, and my bomber was ready to fly .. His said that he must go outside for an hour, let them stay until the bar - to rest. Heh, well the Rheinlander fools bartender was right... And here is the pair of Junkers, climbing through the remains of a Corsair cruiser. I found this battleship... Well whopper. The scanner gives some information. Name - RHM-1327 "Freya", a beautiful name, I read somewhere that it is the so called goddess of love... Loved her very strong. However, the ship could actually restored, I’ve seen worse. I am very interested in this idea... Junkers piled up, apparently when the new patrol will arrive, and I decided not to risk it, I switched on cruise and flew back to Bornholm.

Then, without incident we reached Freeport 2, then we landed on Holstein, then we flew to Livadia Shipyard. There I reported my findings. It turns out someone else had seen it too, but I was not particularly worried about it. I spoke on the subject at the meeting. Many were surprised, some looked at me like I were a moron, but many understood. Nomads were increasing in number, a little more and they would occupy Omicron-74. Ultimately it was decided to contact the Rheinland government. We managed to persuade them to provide information on the state the Freya. The Zoners, as others, like to save... As I understand it, talks with the Rheinland government were successful, and they sold this “battleship” for a substantial amount. Haha, funny, “battleship”... They should have had to pay us for removing this hunk of garbage from their system. I, as the initiator of this idea, was made responsible for this project. Damn, I knew that something I said was sensible - everyone scatters and I’ll do it myself. But, in my heart I was glad... Freya... It may be that she will be our guarantor of security in the Nomad worlds, and I shall be a favourite of the planet Primus.

So, the job went, towing the debris. We were met with applause by Rheinlanders and they were very polite. They took everything from the body of the ship that could be removed, that would make it much easier to pull this burden through hyperspace. Thank God the reactor fell away from the main body during the slaughter, so that there was not a lot of radiation. All that had to be taken away, we took two of setting up... But moving it was hard, for 2 weeks it slowly came, and all because of the fact that even a fragment of this huge ship could barely fit through the asteroid field in the Omega-41 system, had to be driven by 3 tugs, and with their help manoeuvring we finally brought her to Theta, and there things went quickly.

Finally, everything was in place. Blueprints, materials, money... Although the latter had to wait, the greedy politicians stubbornly refused to provide us the needed amount for the full repair of the ship, but still this happy day happened. The work went very rapidly, in 3 steps. I will not tell all of how it was repaired, it took a couple of years, I can say that it was very much hard work. Everything goes pretty well as Freya finally leaves Livadia. The long-awaited day for me, and the many workers at the shipyard, and they had to impose prohibition, as well as those who waited for the security and peace in the Omicron-74 system, Kappa and other hazardous systems, where Zoners have interests... How much can I grind this into the camera, already fed up with this. Rules, rules...

End of recording, captain's cabin, Freya