Bio
Waiting for mag clamps to be released. The power plant is rumbling, engines are humming, thrusters are ready and radio static crackling from the station control. Seeing the other ships coming and going without a care of who I am. Ignorant to their surroundings and complacent in their place in the UEE machine.
Who am I? I am still trying to see that myself. My name? Walker. First, last, doesn't matter. Right now it is about getting the job done to move on to the next. Making credits to continue my journey. I work for no one but those who need something done. I don't take sides.
What I have I earned. My ship is not anything special. But they give me my freedom and one day something better.
I sink back into my seat and I close my eyes. Listening to the white noise droning from the commlink. Hearing the engines of passing ship rumble around me until the sound of freedom. The unique sound of mag clamps release and the words I have been waiting for. "Freelancer, you are cleared for departure."