Mandalorian Mercenaries Recruitment Centre

[Charos]

[color=#33CC00]Incoming Transmission
ID:Scott Wallace
Opening Channel

I will try and keep this short, so here is the some info on me and my work.

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Receiving data...

Scott Wallace:
Age:25
Place of Birth:Planets Leeds
Occupation:Freelancer
Small biography on how I decided to join Mandalorian Mercenaries:
Scott Wallace was born on Planet Leeds under a poor family. When he reached adulthood he received a gift, a light fighter of the CTE class, the Hawk from an unknown person. At the age of 23 he had enough credits to
buy a transport so he could quit the dangerous life of a Freelancer. A few weeks after getting the transport, he received a message from the unknown person that granted the old Hawk to him, telling him that he couldn't drop
the life of an adventure and that the time has come to join a group of experienced fighters called the Mandalorian Mercenaries.

The End

Ex-Mandalorian requesting to join once again

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Remember our fallen, we are the Legion.

[VoluptaBox]

I always wondered where you'd been. We were drinking on Yanagi then you mumbled something about pineapples and disappeared.

Be blunt with me. I think that the beautiful ladies Ainu have something to do with this.

If so, welcome to our small group of people who....uhm, you get it.

And welcome back aboard.

[NeonKnight]

Call me HeadHunter, cause my friends and enemys calls me like this.
Well, here I am, let's say no one knows where I am from... as long as I remember, I'm an orphan. The first money I got, I did on a trader ship, some altruist guy gave me a job there, and taught me to fly. When I got enough money and flying skills, I bought my first light fighter, a Hawk. And then, I had a decision to make: Be a mercenary or be a pirate. I've choosen the first one. Now, I got a well armored Sabre and enough credits, but I often think on something I have inside me: What's my motivation? And that's the reason of my choice to join the Mandalorians, if you choose to accept me.

[Rodriguez]

Alright HeadHunter, you want motivation, you are gonna get motivated.
I hope you enjoy beer, wine and liquors. We are gonna get you wasted in no time.

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[Merc]

Transmission; Start
Identification: Jill Izekawa
Location: Barrier Gate Station, Coronado
Encryption: Medium

Evening, Mandalorians. I've heard that you're quite the group of tough guys, and probably one of the best outfit o' Mercenaries Sirius have to offer, if not -the- best.

Anyway, chit chat aside, ain't here for the sweet talking. Name's Jill Izekawa, Mercenary, Freelancer, Survivalist, whatever You wanna' call me, I advice to call me Jill. I've been seekin' You people for a reason, You know. I've recently lost my ship, good ol' rusty Eagle, she was a mighty fine ship I tell You. But not only that, since I'm without my ship, as a Mercenary, 'course I'm without a job as well. I'm on the edge of existence, once again. That's enough for my reason, there's other factors, but these are a minority if I'm honest.

So, You people wanna' know my story, huh ? That's fine, I suppose. Ain't much to tell, but here You go. Apart from most people, I've been born without rights or anythin' along those lines. Mom's been a slave, Kusarian descent If you've been wondering about my name, after I was born 'course I was to follow in my mother's footsteps. Since I was old 'nuff to work, I worked. Mostly on that huge Slave liner they've been makin' their business with. I've been doin' everything, really. Ever since I was able to stand I was drilled around, been on my own my whole life. There's no friends when you're a slave. Mom's been shipped to some other Slavers when I was a teenager, 'twas the last time I've seen here.

They sold me, too. Shipped me to Leeds when I was 19, a grown but broken young woman. And well, I took my chances and ran once they left me outta' sight, they weren't the smartest at this moment, and didn't even notice the slightest. Not sure how much I was worth back then, but I'm sure not enough to make them come after me, but that's just fine if You ask me.

Since I was on my own, again, I've been doing everything to make a living, really. Some activities were more ... comfortable than others, some not. I've met a few shady people along my way as well, made business I earned a bit more than just for a living with. I forked them over their savings when I had the chance, idiots never would've thought about me stealing from them. I got myself quite a bit of Credits, got myself a ship and went off from there. Freelancing, shooting things for money, small jobs here and there was what I was doing since then, nothing significant. Fame is earned elsewhere, I guess.

Now I'm grounded, still a woman, 32 years old and on this trashcan some call a safe haven, without credits, without my ship, startin' from zero.

But that's enough about that, I'm not a talker You know. Anyway, I can fly, I can shoot straight and well, and I'm not too much of an annoying little brat, so I think You can bear with me. Get me set up and outfitted with a ship, and I'll pay You back plus interest. I think that's agreeable, aye ? I'll be hearing from You.

Over n' out.

Ending Transmission
Signal lost;

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[Dieter Schprokets]

Ms Izekawa

Interesting story. We will need more information.

Please answer the questions the dyslexic dwarf gives you.

He answers to the name frawd cixelsyd.

Don't taunt him. He carries.

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[Dieter Schprokets]

Ms Izekawa

Your answers are satisfactory. The dwarf speaks well of you.

Be advised, females are rare in the Mandalorians.

So, we will issue you a tazer.

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[Merc]

Transmission; Start
Identification: Jill Izekawa
Location: Barrier Gate Station, Coronado
Encryption: Medium


You won't regret it, promise!

Oh, and 'bout that tazer ... won't be necessary, I'm armed and I can handle myself.

I'll be getting ready once I've received the credits, 'till then.



Ending Transmission
Signal lost;

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[kikatsu]

Hello gentlemen
Jack MacLafferty here
Pilot of The Flaming Goose
Responding to a summon.

I was directed here by a Billy.
Apparently impressed
By my flying.

I do not know what
Information you require of me at this time.
I am from Leeds, no military training,
At least proper formalized training,
But I get by.

I had enough money for a ship, had enough people that wanted a wingman.
Or an assassin.
And apparently you guys are still looking for men who can actually handle themselves.
In space at least. I can do that.

I get by, by flying ships of all things...
Independent escort pilot, I have done contract work in the past as well.
Mostly for the IMG, but I know you are a fan of them lads.
My other work has mostly been in Bretonian space, lawful stuff for the most part.
Unfortunately most of my work was not through official channels,
However I do understand that you lot are a tad more organized than
The average bunch of yahoos...

*cough*

And frankly I have a bit more respect
For you than some other mercenaries.

I will of course adjust the reputation on my ship
To suit your needs, if you want me that is.

[Dieter Schprokets]

Mr MacLafferty

Sorry I took so long to get back to you. I have been spectacularly drunk.

Please answer the questions the pregnant man brings you.

That is not a typo. Let's just say we are a very inclusive and tolerant murder organisation. It's in our Mission Statement and everything.

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