Are you a Robot?

[James Greed]

Our squad consisted of 5 members, me included. The list goes as follows:

Squadron leader Kaspar “Obst” Neumann | Ship: Osprey

• Used to be a pilot for the Rheinland military, flying snub crafts of various sizes. He’s got experience on around 16 different ships, testing some of the civilian models during government trials. Disillusioned with Rheinland as a house, he left shortly before the civil war broke out. Seeing that the options weren’t much better out here in the Omicrons, he decided to join Livadia’s security detachment.

• He is very strict and by the book. If there ever was a living stereotype, we found it. Having someone calm and collected as a squad-lead is at least a good choice. Not to mention the technical know-how. Just don’t expect him to hold a lengthy conversation. I was told he’s got a sense of humour, but if so its buried way to deep for me to bother.

• He was given the callsign “Oberst” at first, but another pilot from Rheinland kept calling him Obst. I don’t think he enjoys this nickname, but he’s got no choice in the matter.

Pilot Officer Amelia “Doxy” Tanner | Ship: Osprey

• Ex OS&C pilot trained on light escort aircraft and shuttles. She was mostly employed to do scouting missions, or fly alongside liners in the rougher patches of space. After the evacuation efforts of Freeport 14, she decided to join the Zoner Defence Forces, and somehow ended up with us here at Livadia. She did tell us her reasons for leaving the corporate sphere, something about the cutthroat nature of it. How most of the corporate world is a façade. I can most definitely relate to that one.

• Easy going, easy flying. Always trying to pull the tightest turns, except these ships are not really made for the job. Which usually leaves her with wide sweeping turns right after a tight hairpin. Always fun to be around, she can light up the hour-long patrols when we got nothing much to do.

• Her voice would be perfect for Space Traffic Control.

• As with most callsigns, “Doxy” refers to the implied two sided nature of being an OS&C escort.

Pilot Officer Alexander “Solo” Lynch | Ship: Vulture

• Born a Zoner, raised a Zoner. In most cases he’s given scouting missions which he performs admirably. The moment he got old enough, he sat behind a flight stick and started learning the art of flying. Joining the trade division first, and eventually got passed down to security.

• He just wants to be left alone. Tries to keep distance in a fight too, making wide turns to not even fly close to an enemy target. Never seen him hit a mine.

• I think this one is pretty obvious. Solo, because he just wants to be left alone.

• Did I mention he wants to be alone?

• No, seriously.

Pilot Officer Andres “Narc” Núñez | Ship: Osprey

• A curious case of a Corsair. He’s from Crete originally, trained to be one of the usual raiders and warriors we meet out here in the Omicrons. He was shot down during one of the clashes with the Outcasts. Instead of taking him prisoner or outright killing him, one of the Outcasts decided to get him addicted instead. They would have kept him around, but due to some stroke of luck, he managed to escape from his holding cell and board a Zoner freighter. The rest is history.

• I don’t think I have to detail his flying style all that much. Barbaric rage and unrelenting savagery. Tuned down by a notch lately, but he used to be one of the most aggressive fighters out here. He’s usually kept as backup only doing the mandatory patrols.

• He is a man of heart and soul. For his origins, there is plenty of goodwill and benevolence to him. Surprisingly approachable, will drink you under the counter any day of the week. He starts barfights for fun.

• The callsign is a jab at his affliction, but he seems to be completely unbothered by it. A good man.

Pilot Officer Anthony “Hawker” Davis | Ship: Vulture

• Yep. That’s me! You are probably wondering how I got into this situation. Quite simple actually. I worked for Interspace. Trying to shill insurances, chasing down those that didn’t buy them in unmarked fighters. No, really. I was an off the payroll mercenary, making sure people regret not getting that overly expensive piece of paper. I was decent at my job, until I had to shoot up what was effectively a school bus. Suffice to say, I didn’t do it. I fled to greener pastures, that being the Omicrons. Realizing the Core does just about the same shit, I became a hippy for life. I mean Zoner.

• I’m a bit too reckless, or so they say. Though my track record is relatively clean, so there’s that. Can’t say much more about my own flying.

• Callsign “Hawker” painting me as a door-to-door salesman. I sort of wish I was that.