Recruitment office of the Brotherhood ([TBH])

[Shelco]

A woman, approximately 1.90m tall passes the door where the poster about the recruitment for the Brotherhood is hanging. As other people pass her, she begins to read it, smirking her right eyebrow now and again and ends it with a nod. She rips one of them off and enters the office where she puts down a bag she carried with her and lays her legs on a table. She takes out a small cup and a metallic bottle filled with a liquid that seemed to be alcoholic, judging by the smell. She fills the little cup and crosses her legs on the table and leaned back in a comfortable position while sipping from her drink now and again. After she finished reading the rest of the poster, she opens her bag and takes out a pen, she bites off the cover of the pen and keeps it between her teeth while writing the information on the poster.

Full Name: Belen Patricio Lopez, also known as "La Cazadora"

Age: 25

As she read the "Your skills" she had to chuckle and took another sip before tilting her head back and thriving in memories of her past for a moment. After two minutes passed, she shook her head slightly and continued to fill out the application.

Your skills: Ten years of flying experience side by side with Hunters, ground combat professional as well as advanced skills in pursuing targets.

Reason why you chose us: Born as Corsair, taken away by Pirates, rescued by Bounty Hunters and finally I found my way back to the Corsairs, I know that the Bounty Hunters and Corsairs hate each other like a pest but I have used their knowledge and fighting techniques to improve myself just to know that one day I would return to the Corsairs.

As she read the biography part, she took out another pen from her bag, packing the other one away as its ink seemed to run out already. She got up from her comfortable position and leaned forward over the table so she could write more concentrated.

Your biography:

So, born on an evacuation ship in 798 A.S. due to a massive fight between the Corsairs and the Outcasts in Omega-41. Who and where madre was at that time? Ni idea. Padre? Ni idea. I only know what I was told. Apparently, the ship got almost destroyed by a pirate raid crew when the ship was supposed to flee the Corsair territory. The ship got entered by those putas and I don't know what they did with my parents, if they even were on the ship that is, maybe they died prior, maybe they fought, no es importante, I got taken from the Corsairs on the ship to some base far away from the Empire. Guess I was lucky, some time later, I don't know when. A set of Bounty Hunters attacked those pirates, this guy, who was my mentor and kind of a father to me, told me their boss had a big bounty on his head and so they killed them all. The best thing that ever could have happened. They took me with them to Deshima in Kusari ... eh, Shikoku it was, I think. Anyway, of course, they knew I was from Hispanic descendants but they didn't bring me back to them, of course, would have probably killed those fools. They raised me through the whole galaxy, we traveled a lot, was funny at the beginning and boring until I was ten. At least they were kind of educated hunters so I didn't end up retarded like those pirates that dared to fight them. I almost begged them to show me how to be a Bounty Hunter, it just seemed like the most awesome job in Sirius. So they taught me how to become a good Huntress, took many years, I remember learning the hunting theory on Texas for...one year? Si, one year. And the practical stuff was in the Omicrons, Omicron Theta on the Freeport, they had a good training facility there, dual wielding handguns, automatic rifles, snipers, grenades, hiding techniques, close combat, everything, they knew todos. Ship combat was tougher, though, I was allowed to do that when I was sixteen, still pretty young but at least I didn't act as poorly as I expected, my first claimed bounty was two years later, just a smuggler but it was a start. I remember to swear that I would never touch a bounty on a Corsair, they didn't like that, not at all but I didn't care, they knew I couldn't pull the trigger on a brother or sister. This "game" went on for a lot of years, to a point where I even out mastered my mentor and friend. When we had a bounty on a Xeno on Liberty, some Woman named Monroe, I think a year ago, he died in combat, I saw his ship crashing in the asteroids. What a guy, fought to the last part, I just know that I fled as fast as I could, they were just way too many. I am pretty sure that the others died too, I am not sure, though. So I was I don't know millions of miles away from the Corsairs, I wanted to return to my brothers and sisters. Here I sit, I made it, I found Crete just a week ago, came from Omega-41 and met some of us on Leon, and now I know why I want to return, I missed all of you, I didn't even know that we had an organized Military at first but si, they told me on Leon. That was my wake-up call, this is where I always had to belong to, I think I can do well in the Brotherhood and use what I have learned to serve the Corsair nation by force.

S.K.Y.P.E. Protocol: greymaster5

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