Two men walk into the centre, one looking more nervous than the other. "You sure it'll be okay?" saying the nervous one. "You'll be fine bro, just remember what I said." "Yeah, yeah, you'll pay for the bomber I know.." "And?" "And you'll make a donation to the forces if it'll help I know I know.." "Good, now off you go, I'll be waiting over here, good luck." "Alright.. thanks.."
He walks over to one of the recruiters, who promptly asks him his first question. "Name?"
"David Wilson"
"Current ship"
"Roc Bomber."
"Alright, why do you want to join and what do you want to use?"
"Well my parents we're both Bretonian born but moved to Gran Canaria where me and my brother we're born as Zoners, but we've always wanted to help Bretonia, My brothers always been a excelent trader, and has offered to pay for me to get a Challenger bomber."
Returning to his bother to both await the results after.
