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Name: Sebastian Rodriguez Age: 21 Birthplace: Malta Father: Miguel "Pocho" Rodriguez Mother: Jen O'hara
Notes: This form validates the person of Sebastian Rodriguez as new consul of the Mandalorian Mercenaries.
Mandalore William Bishop.
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"So explain this to me once again please, I'm sorry but this is somehow difficult to swallon" Dha said and continue "You said you were in a bar and that this man approached you and after some drinks he gave you this recruitment form and signed it for you?"
"Yes, something like that... I was impressed by the amount of wine he drank"
"Sounds like him..." Dha grabbed his head "aaaagggh... ok, if he was at the bar, he's probably sleeping at his office, his wife doesn't allow him to sleep in the house, she says it gives a bad example for their kids. So, let's clarify this situation with him, sounds cool?"
"Alright, we spent a lot of time talking last night, I'm sure there's not gonna be any problem"
Both of them walked accros the hall to Bishop's office, and Dha knocked the door.
"Wake up you stupid bastard! It's midday already!" Dha yelled to the door, they heard some noises from the door, something like liquor bottles, and a man murmuring some intelligible words.
"Alright alright, cut it off! I'm getting up... stop the torture", what could be defined as a Billy Bishop said. Then the door opened.
"Dha... what time is it?"
"Midday... twenty minutes to one pm"
"Why in the name of god you bother me at early morning?... and who the hell is that?"
"Hold on... you don't recognize this man? He came to my office with a letter signed by you saying that he's a freaking consul!!"
"Are you kidding me? I've never seen this man before!"
"Actually, you did, last night, we were in this bar and y-"
"Oh that... the bar, I totally forgot the bar, hey Dha, guess what, he might be saying the truth"
"Oh great, we are barely paying our bills, and now we have to pay for another consul salary."
"You don't get it, it was the wine! It's not my fault! Blame Gallia!"
Both of them were arguing without much sense when Sebastian whispered
"Ok, you keep talking, I'll walk around and find somewhere were to put my stuff"