Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP)

[AlphaWolf215]

A strong, burly, well built man walks into the recruitment office. As he approaches the desk, the recruitment officer looks up from the papers at the approaching man. He notices the man walks like a BAF commander, without the air of authority the walk contains. A meadal and rank badge hang from the mans hand. He snaps into a salute as he reaches the desk shouting "SIR! REPORTING FOR RECRUITMENT, SIR!". "at ease" smiles the recruitment officer. He offers a seat to the man and begins the questioning. "So son, what's your name?" "Joseph Wolf sir. before we carry on, i was told to gove you these as recomendation." he hands over the rank badge and medal. "who gave you these son?" "My father gave them to my brother. he was supposed to be the next in the family to join the BAF but was in an accident that paralysed him from the waist down. i've been a grease monkey all my life and now its time i stepped up like my father, my grandfather, his father, like they all have. the last time i saw my father was before he went on an expedition to kusari space. His battleship was declared M.I.A. with all hands missing." "who was your father son?" "admiral Wolf of the Battleship 'Wolfpack'. he had a fleet with him at the time and they went missing too" "tell me son, why do you really want to join?" asked the concerned recruitment officer. "i want to be a commander of my own capital ship so that i may go and recover whatever remains of my father and his crew, and to make the people that kidnapped him pay, ermm, sir" replied Joseph. "I'll pass this all on to my superior, but im not sure if these medals will help. you may leave now" ended the recruitment officer.

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