Name: Ray Stevenson
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 182 cm
Weight: 80 kg
Previous Fields of Work/Experience: Liberty Expedition Forces
Relatives: Orphan
Timezone: UTC + 03:00
Birthplace: planet Houston
Subject: Application/story
"My name is Ray Stevenson. I was born on planet Houston.. I could never say I liked it: cities are industrial trashcans, surrounded by endless deserts - harsh conditions, so as people. Orbital prisons made their job well, filling up cities with criminals.
As an orphan, I didnt have my bright childhood, so I had a very few options of "professions": To die from toxic air of an industrial plant, to die in a gang wars or to die in a battle.
I`ve chosen third. And here`s my true story begin.
I signed a contract. 1 year as a trooper in desert patrols, assaults on desert camps of Liberty Rogues and Xenos, even Outcasts. Took part in a few good fights. I`ve seen it all.
Then I pulled out my lucky ticket - I took a part in military pilot test and earned a good score at maths, so they took me.
I became an Air Mobile division pilot. The "Cavalry". Name from an old days. I`ve never seen a..."Horse". Next 3 years I was flying my birdie , "Dusty two".
I acquired a few useful contacts while being on service and could expect of gettion some decent job. I became a supercargo on a small trade vessel - "Queen of the Sun". It was freelancer vessel, left on its own, but not binded by obligations of corporations.
We did very adventurous things and I even earned some good money.
Freelancer trading is an adventure, but...I miss my days as a military pilot. I decided to applicate for Liberty Navy."
