CITIZEN DOSSIER

I was too young for the last big war and by the time I was old enough to fly, the world was a different place and the government was less inclined to take on new pilots just for fun. So I got myself a paper round and made myself busy in the local town - there was always someone who'd want something and would be willing to pay someone for it. I learned a lot about the world in those years as an odd-job man.

Eventually, a local mob gang found me and took me in. They value loyalty and willingness to get the job done above nearly everything else (except family) and I fitted in well. I nearly forgot my desire to get into space, but not quite... After I'd saved up enough I had a long hard chat with Grandfather Joe. It's not a job you can just walk away from, but Old Joe could appreciate my place in the family and eventually he agreed to let me go. There were... conditions... to my release from the mob life, but I am now free to fly.

I got my ship and headed out into space.