BHG| recruitment

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--CommID: Joseph Petrie
-Ship Details: Manta, Bottlenose

Y'know, I was born in Bretonia. Leeds, to be exact. Came here to Liberty for some business, ran a nice little company that dealt small arms. You know, Arsenal Industries? It's a pretty vague company, still coming up. Or, was.
I was running a cute little shipment of our latest repeater, and my money was riding on my shipment. Out of no where, these Xeno bastards come out of the asteroid field in Colorado and the next thing I remember, is a pack of LPI officers who took me to Denver to get medical treatment.
After I was released, I figured they cleaned up the remnants of my ship, and that my weapons and cash were all space dust. Boy, was I pissed off. My face was probably redder than the engines on a Manta. Heh.
I managed to scrounge up some credits and bought a little jewel; a Renzu corp Heavy Fighter, if I recall. I armed up and sent out after those bastards. I eventually found them drinking up a storm at Ouray base, and when they launched, I swooped in to kill them. I got one, and the other one escaped.
Now, I'm sitting here on the Newark Station bar, drinking my life away and with nothing else to do in my life.

Signed,

Joseph Petrie

Hit me up on 5.K.Y.P.3 at talsushi.

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