Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP)

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A loud *THUMP* is heard from the corridor outside the recruitment office, Followed by a young mans voice echoing through the hall, "Sorry" *stutters* "I mean Sorry, Sir." A young gangling man around six-feet and two inches stumbles through the door, "Erm.. is this the recruitment office?" asked the man to the recruiter.....

*coughs* "Ah, indeed it is, may I help you?"

"Oh, hello, my name is Baird Hawkins" The mans voice strengthens as he continues, "I'm here to enlist for the universe's finest armed forces!"

The recruiter holds back a chuckle. "Boy aren't you a bit young to join the armed forces, maybe you should wait a year or two?"

With a little discouragement evident in his voice he replies, "I just turned 23 and my Father was in the armed forces, It has been my dream to fly for Bretonia."

"Well, son let me ask you a few questions, I already know your age, so where are you from?"

"Planet New London, sir!" Yelled young Hawkins in a crackly voice.

"Family members?"

"None that I know of, sir."

"No Family?"

"No sir, my sisters were taken from me in a mid-space collision with my father at the Helm, and I never got to meet my mother before she passed away; I was raised in and out of foster homes." He stops, "You see, I wasn't the handsomest of teenagers, and I guess you could call me a klutz."

"Why do you want to join the armed forces so badly son?"

"Well.... when I'm up there in space with the vast open stars as my only accompaniment it seems like I have no worries, and since my father was in the armed forces, I figure its only right for me to honor him by serving Bretonia."

He Pauses and awaits the recruiters next question.......

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