Bowex InfoNet (inRP)

[Andrew_Husker]

*Incoming transmission*
*To Bowex Corp. from Andrew Husker*
*This is a recorded message*

*Message plays:*
Greetings to the brothers and sisters in the Bowex Corp. who are working hard at this very moment and keeping the heart and soul of Bretonia alive.

The reason why I "compose" this is to tell you that I am moving from the shipping division to the ex/sec.
Because these resent days our convoys were under constant attacks and threat. Our escorts face the bulk of this aggression and while they are all experienced fighter-pilots they always face overwhelming odds and I end up sitting in my Shire and doing nothing.

Truth is that I'll never be settled down in a big transport and ordering people around. It's time I do something about it. It's time to let money aside and fight again for what is right. These pilots need our support and they need every help they can get.

As for my previous fighter-pilot experience, I missed to tell in my application that I was one a member of the organization know as The Order. But this is information I share only with people who I trust.

I only mentioned to my friends from Bowex, but it's much more complicated then that.
When I was younger I applied for military training in the Armed Forces, but before I could finish and take the oath I got the "calling".

The Order offered me to fight the threat of the Nomads and by doing so I would have protected not only Bretonia, but all of Sirius. More then I can protect from the cockpit as an Armed Forces pilot.

Those days I've witness allot of good people die or sacrifice everything for their ideals and loved ones. But like all wars... This one was brutal and the it reached it's boiling points.

The last battle with the Bounty Hunter's Core and The Order over Toledo. It turned brutal for both sides and both lost so much and now...
The Order is no more. Only a shadow of what it once were.

It was in that day I got shot down and left to draft in space while the battle enraged all over the sector.
From there it's mostly flashes as I remember waking in the New London hospital.
I was lucky to be alive.

Many of my friends who I knew from The Order didn't had the same luck and the ones who survive had to flee, leaving The Order.

I spent my days thinking and taking it easy, but also realizing how much the Core worlds had changed since I was away. But I was glad I was finally home. Got even contacted from my brother Jacob who is now in Liberty.

But enough about that. All I ask now is that I get the trust of my fellow Bowex and show that Bretonia is going to reach a Golden Age again. With the help of such good people as the fellows in the Bretonia Police, Armed Forces and Bowex Corp...
*Message Ends*

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