*A tall , well built guy walks to a public neural net access point on Southampton Shipyard. He searches in his pocket and pulls a data recorder out. After he plugs it in, a document appears on screen which looks like an application form. He opens another screen and searches for the Bretonian Police Authority recruitment hub. Once there, he starts uploading.
1). Name : Edward Wallace
2). Background :
Born on Leeds in 794 , I've been learning quite a lot about spacecraft mechanics, I even graduated from this on Cambridge University. However, life played a nasty joke on me and I got stuck on Southampton Shipyard fixing busted battleship engines and filling holes on mining ships which got attacked in Dublin. Sometimes a trader came around and told stories of how he got attacked by pirates. After some time, these scums came close to our station as well. That was the time where I got tired of fixing damage dealt by these pirates and terrorists and designed that I want to help people against them . And now we are here.
I'm a spacecraft mechanic with moderate fighter piloting knowledge, I've spent a lot more on transports and freighters, but I can get the hang of it soon enough .
3). Do you have any ambitions within the BPA after you join?
I'm a man of actions and I don't like to think too much about things. I want to put my skills into action so that I can not only fix the damage, but prevent it.
4). If you could have any pet in the world what would it be? (Be creative!)
Lemme just see.. well, I'd want a downsized saber-tooth tiger, somewhere a size of a small dog, cause it's still vicious and deadly, but could be kept at home. And I like those kind of beasts.
5). //What is your Skype account name : Lugos.Mate
*After the message got uploaded, the man unplugged the recorder and left towards the hangar bay.