Name: Jules.Lacrosse
Age:19
Association with Gallia:
Ship you have/wish to fly: Jaguar bomber
Skype comms: Sundancemanman
A small backstory of your char and why you wish to join the Black Fleet:
*A tall slender man comes in and sits down in front of the desk of the recruiter*
*After a short pause, realizing that the recruiter was waiting for him to begin speaking, Jules straightened up in his chair and proceeded*
When I was young, my parents and I fled the tyranny and oppression of the government. My parents had heard of a place, filled with opportunity and plenty of work in the oil fields to go around. This place was called Planet Marne. When we arrived, it was chaos, I can hardly remember any of it because I was so young but there are also some things you never forget. I saw people gunned down in the streets. We had arrived just at the end of the struggle, thankfully. As I grew up, work in the oil fields became less and my Father had to leave to join The Council as a new recruit. I didnt see him for years... *Jules pauses*... He returned in a curcueil, a casket... Anyways *Jules lights up a cigarette and takes a long drag* they dropped off his body and his Jaguar in our front yard. The next morning we received a bank deposit from the council, more money than we knew how to spend in exchange for my Father's death in service of them. That was four years ago. I have spent the last four years fixing up my Father's Jaguar for this day. The day that I can finally say "va te faire foutre" to the damned government and the damned police. My Jaguar is combat ready, sir, and I wish to join your ranks!
