Benjamin Taylor took a deep breath as he stood outside the BAF Recruiting Center near the New London Spaceport; Hundreds of thoughts wizzed through his head, what would his mother think, he stiffined, what would his father?
"you are aware that you can't be standin' in the middle of the bloody sidewalk all day" a male voice came from next to him, causing him to jump a good foot in the air. Benjamin spoke softly to the man "what should I do?". Benjamin came in at 6'3 making him far taller than the small man, he had tanned skin and was very well built, at a glance one might think him intimidating, until you heard him talk of course, he had a quite voice but it was deep and resonated kindness.
the little man spoke again "if yer gonna do it just do it, don't jus' stand there". He sidestepped Benjamin and kept walking down the street.
Benjamin turned back to the door, took a deep breath and walked through.
*-*-Recruit Survey-*-*
Name: Benjamin Taylor
Age: 21
Sex: M
Relationship Status: Single
Occupational Selection: Pilot
Relevent Experience: Piloted Planetery shuttles for Taylor's Taxi Service
(if Pilot)Preffered Callsign: Wildcat
Education: Basic Flight School
Reason for Joining: always wanted to join the Military
Other Experience: Mechanincal
Place of Residence: The Langham Hotel, Rm. 229
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The Recruiter took the Survey from Benjamin "we'll contact you if you've been selected, good luck chap"
"thank you, sir"
Junker Proverb: It is good to be brave, but it is also good to be careful. If you are careful, you will not get into situations that require you to be brave.
