Elnire walks up to the desk, his short cropped hair and blue jacket nice and tidy. "hello sir, I saw the enlisting sign. Ive had experiance with my father workin in small transport units. But to be honest i dont think its helping serve her majesty, If ya know what i mean. I want to be able to command fleets sir, and help win battles in name of our great country. Im a born and bread Londoner sir, comming from the new london planet herself from the Kent side of the world. Piloting skills are good, but the larger the ship the more tactical i become. But dont get me wrong sir, Im eager to work my way up from the very bottom cleaning out ship pipes, but i tell ye sir, I'll climb them apples and pears to the top, and I'll do our corwn proud."
All said in one long short rant Elnire stood as close as to what he knew atention was and waited patiently for the rather bemused man infront of him to reply.
