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[Angry Zoner]

Name |Alexander Vega
Age |48
Schools |Univserisdad en Crete, Cambridge University
Area of subject matter expertise |Shipbuilding, astrophysics, programing and cyber security.
Notable projects |None.
Short biography:

*Recording starts. Tall man with rather swarthy looks appears on the screen. He quickly sits behind the desk - room like every other on the most of stations looked, like intrerrogation one. Plain desk, plain chair. Nothing on the walls.*

'Is this even work- Right... Er, I was born on Crete where I spent first half of my life in rather boring, and fruitfull way, until that is I finished course in shipbuilding at Universidad en Crete. That gave me opening to vacate at Tripoli were I spent next five years, well building ships. I still have most of projects I was involve in saved... *Vega fires small holographic device, stream of data slides across half-transparrent, non-physical screens. He swipes through few projects fast, but slow enough for recording device to caught every aspect of them.*
'Nothing that would really put me on Olympus of shipbuilding. Right after I enlisted to serve on transport ships hauling goods around my homespace. Spent most of that time as navigator and pilot, some as engineer. Not much, until last ship I served at was blown to pieces not far from Freeport 11. Er, that's where I met Order agents. Was recruited in, same pattern, tranports, same roles. Gathered some combat experience through these years, from transports to capitals. *man nods, nervously, sitting like on a needle cushion.*
'Right then... Just before all... Toledo... *paused for a brief moment, his voice changed slightly.* 'Before Toledo happened, I 'retired' from Order. Had enough of fights, and belive me there wasn't a day of peace and quiet when I served with them.' *he chuckled, but quickly returned to his nervous and chaotic state.* 'You, know I was there when Toledo got hit. I saw it all, in all it's terrific beauty.' *he started gesticulating, somewhat like mad man.* 'Two powers clashing while the third took advantage of those two cretins clawing at each other's throats. I helped with evacuation of the planet, was already flying under Zoner flag on my own transport then, few guys from 141 helped us. *Vega slowed down, after his abrupt explosion.* 'Good people. All dead.'

*Vega looked sideways, away from the recording device. Scratched his head nervously.*
'After all that I left Omicrions, decided I'll see some other parts of space. Dragged my sorry ass to Bretonia, on the way checking Rheinland, flying by Liberty briefly. Signed in at Cambridge, I had no credentials nor ID but worked my way around it. Finished with MASt in astrophysics, was giving lecturs at the same time - mechanical engineering and ship construction. Guess I found life of lecturer nice, but I couldn't just kick back, and resign from spacefaring, ah-ah. *shook his head slowly.*

'I wrapped up everything I had in Cambridge, caught a 'taxi-' *slight chuckle* '-back to Omicrons. Enlisted at Salvation, under father... I mean doctor Arivalt, as navigator and coopilot...

*Recording stops. Continue? Y/N.*



Links to relevant RP of your char or research done previously (Same or different char) |Not much, really - nothing work looking at.
Do you understand that this is a RP heavy group, that has little to no PVP? |I don't PVP since 4.84 .
Timezone |GMT+1
Skype (Can be sent via PM) |yggdrassils