*Evening on Planet Leeds, 07:40 pm, Slightly raining*
A tall men, wearing a white shirt and long black trousers gets out of the Shuttle Express that stopped in front of the BAF recruitment office. He runs up the stairs quickly, while holding a brown envelope over his head.
'Damn it.. sure it had to started raining. Well afterall.. im here. I shouldnt freak out myself. Everything is going to be alright, its not the first time you enlist.'
The man rearranges the collar of his shirt and adjusts his glasses.
'Here we go...' he thinks as he opens the entrance door. In the small reception a damsel sits behind the counter, chewing on a pencil. She looks up to the man and says "Good evening sir. How may i help you?"
He inhales deeply 'Dont say anything wrong or stupid.'... "Good evening Miss, im here to enlist for the BAF."
The Damsel chuckles a little, as she can see the obvious strain right in his face. "Okay then Mister...."
"My name is Gallagher, Logan Gallagher." He answers quickly, as if he has been asked.
"Well okay, then i need all the information, Place of birth, date of birth etc...."
Logan opens his envelope and gets out a datapad. "Uhm i wasnt sure exactly how this enlisting works, so ive written a personal data sheet..."
"Excellent!" The damsel says. "Not alot do this nowadays. Let me look at it."
Quote:Name: Logan Gallagher
Date of Birth: May 19th 796
Height: 1,94 m
Weight: 89 kg
Place of Birth: Planet Leeds
Father: Employee at a Superconductor Factory, Chief in Production
Mother: Lawyer, Specialised in Industrial and Economy Laws and Regulations
Education:
803 - 806 Basic Primary School Education
806 - 811 High School Education, completed Overall Grade A (GCSE)
811 - 813 Sixth Form, GCE completed
GCE Specialisations: Modern Languages (Rheinland German), Grade A*
Art, Grade B
Modern Studies, Grade B
Economics, Grade, C
Social Education, Grade A
Technical Education, Grade B
813 - 816 Vocational Education as certified Engineer, specialised in Robotics/Automation/Electronics.
Time in Service:
816-818
Service in the Bretonian Army, Medic/Combat Medic (Military Service involving armed Combat) Rank: Corporal
Deployed on Planet Cambridge in June, 1st, 817, End of Deployment at January, 31st, 818.
Still enlisted as reservist.
Current Employment:
Engineer and Developer for Robotics and automated Mining Machinery, employed by BMM
other Important Information:
- voluntarily helped in a Refugee Hospital on Leeds during the Tau wars in the years 814 - 816
Reported Crimes of Gregory K. Longfellow:
- Vandalism and Malicious Mischief in the age of 16 (October 19th 812), sentenced to 30 Hours of community Service
- No other delicts/crimes or support in such reported
She begins to transcript everything from Logans Sheet. Logan rearranges his Collar again and thinks to himself.. 'There... everything worked out. Hopefully she wont have a lot questions about it....' as the Damsel interrupts him. "Well everything seems alright with that. Just one question though.. Why do you want to enlist?"
Logan thinks a little before answering. "Honestly, its the drill that is lacking in my current life. Ive got a rather good job, but i know that People out there are still fighting. Ive seen the war, when i was on Cambridge... and i feel like i shouldnt be here, sitting in safety while others dont. I dont want to be defended, i want to be one of the Defenders."
The Reception Damsel writes it down and finally says "Alright then Mr. Gallagher, we will work through your application and you shall recieve answer about it soon. Is there anything else i can do for you?"
Logan shakes his head and the Damsel stashes his Personal sheet back into the envelope. " Then, farewell Mr. Gallagher. Its 8 pm already, we will soon close for today."
Logan bows down, turns around and leaves the Office through the doors he came in.
Its not the strenghts that make a charakter interesting... Its the weaknesses!!
