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Post by cptapollo on Mar 10, 2009 18:06:10 GMT 9.5
Entry One
It's over, my stay on this hell hole of a battle cruiser is finally at its end and thus is my service in the Liberty Navy. To long have I spent fighting others wars and protecting land that was not my own. I've seen too many die before they had seen their fair share of summers and grieving families all asking the question why? What do these casualties achieve? Some piece of metal for the sons to wear and a Small cash payout to the families and a few drinks in their Honor. Well I wash my hands of it, I've been there, fought their wars, won their medals, earned my pay and risen through the ranks as much as I desire. Now my interest in this military is gone and my money fluttered away on cheap whiskey and cheaper women. I need a new challenge and I know where to find it.....
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Post by cptapollo on Mar 10, 2009 21:43:01 GMT 9.5
Entry Two
Finding my new start was even easier than I thought. I barely had time to order a drink on one of Manhatten's seedier bars when talk drifted to my ears about a group of Freelance Pilots from another sector where staking a claim in Liberty. They called themselves the Sentinals. A round of drinks sent their way got the talking pair pulling up a chair next to yours truely and another round got them talking. Before they could realise they had spoken I had enough info to contact said group and I did so without a second thought, I knew this is where I belonged.
The base was great, very low key and the leader of the sector I had been assigned to, Phill, was a stand up bloke gave me enough money for two more ships, besides the one I had picked up for cheap back on manhatten. I settled into my quarters knowing I found my calling. Life ws going to be good......
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