Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP)

[StrikerPOL]

"Excuse me, I wish to join the BAF", said the tall dark haired man to the recruiter.

The recruiter looked up from the pile of papers stacked in front of her. "What is your reason to join sir?"

The man said, "I wish to be more than what I am now. I need a purpose. Something to beleive in again."

"Hmmm...Please fill out the forms and leave them in the bin," said the the recruiter, noticing that the man walked slowly to an empty chair and seated himself.

Name: Eric-John Stark

Age: 35

Birth Place: Planet Erie

Bio: I am seeking for a place to belong to. To show that I have what it takes to do my part. I have no imediate family other than an uncle who lives on Planet Leeds. I have no ties to anyone else. I have some skill as a pilot. Did some freelancing in Liberty System.

Eric stands and walks with a slow swagger over to the desk and places the clipboard in the bin.

"Thank you," says the recruiter. "We shall get in touch with you after we reveiw your papers."

"OK," says Eric.

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