A stocky young man walked into the recruitment office with another tall butch man in a Bretonian Armed Forces flight suit.
"I've come to apply to be a cop."said the stocky young man nervously to the recruitment officer.
"Ah yes, certainly. Fill in these forms and return them to me, please."replied the Recruitment officer.
"Won't take me a second."said the stocky man.
The recruitment officer then turned to the butch fellow and quickly spoke"May I help you, sir?"
The man looked and replied"The names Commander McDonald, I was only seeing my brother here made it, so no, you cannot."
"Oh alright."the recruitment officer replied in a quick way, taken back by how abrupt the man had been.
Meanwhile the stocky young chap had settled down on one of the empty tables and had started to fill in his details.
1). Name: Douglas McDonald
2). Background: Grew up aboard Aberdeen Border station where my parents managed it, accompanied by my brothers, Boris (Now a Commander in the BAF) and Yoric (Now Adviser of Special Operations in the LSF) and my sister Bonnie. A pretty standard childhood, except for the Molly's and Gaians attacking the station and myself manning the guns it was...
3). Do you understand the AFO policy of the BPA? I do indeed, it is to prohibit irresponsible subjects getting their hands on weapons that may harm innocents, it is also a way in which new recruits can learn to resolve disputes in a non-violent way.
4). Do you have any ambitions within the BPA after you join? I would like to make my family proud by rising in the ranks and I would also like to uphold the BPA's high standards and if I can improve them.
5). If you could have any pet in the world what would it be? I have always been rather fond of those Bretonian Hunting Hounds, they are such magnificent beasts!
6). //What is your Skype account name: namrewob1
Douglas strolled over to the recruitment officer and dropped it on the desk,"I hope those are up to your high standards!"he said happily as he turned to leave with his brother.
Bravery is being the only one who knows you're afraid. - David Hackworth (1930 - 2005)
