Lucius places himself in front of his computer and logs in.
Time to get to it..
~Incoming Message~
Greetings Sir,
I hear you are recruiting once again, and I would like to join your ranks.
A little back-story on myself: I, Lucius Quirinus, was born to a wealthy merchant on Planet Manhattan. I enjoyed my childhood with every possible toy imaginable... I guess you could say I was spoiled. Growing up I spent my time lazing about and taking life for granted. Then, In my teens, my father decided to take me out on a trade run to the Texas system. I was against it from the start seeing as I had never been off world, however my father was... persuasive. That day our convoy was hit over by rouges and, to save his own skin, my father sold me into slavery. I have no recollection (I have tried to suppress my memories of this time) of being a slave until I found myself in the Cardimine fields in some system called Omicron Alpha. Being an ignorant punk, at the time I had no option but to work. The hard work in the cardimine fields, and i might say the cardimine itself, gave me a new outlook on life and hardened my resolve. I soon, however, befriended the don of my plantation which led to me being recruited by the XTF. I was excited for my new life that awaited me, and after much training under Achillies I became an adept fighter. However because of my oppressed memories of my time as a slave, and because I could not get over the fact that I was bought I bought my freedom and left Alpha to the nearby Freeport. From there I signed up as a Merc and started working for myself which is how i heard about your organization.
I now await a response while I am in Coronado aboard the Barrier Gate station. I have a ship, Sabre, and weapons, even if they relics and need to be replaced. I also have my Merc papers already but my status as a Freelancer needs some work.
