Resurgance

Its been 2000 years since the fall. The world has recovered, and developed space travel, and the tech to go with it. (Tech is late clonewars mixed with elite dangerous). Most of the Sol system is dominated by Shinra Corp  
Shinra corp is run by an anonymous Immortal, and has made its reputation as a cutthroat megacorperation willing to stomp out resistance with its private military assets.
 
Many resent the company, while others welcome it. Some dont care.
 
You can be anything in this world. A space bounty hunter, a cargo runner, blockade breaker, soldier, and plenty of other things. Its up to you. Make your story.

 
Sheet:
 
Name:  
Age:  
Gender:  
Appearance:  
Body mods:  
Occupation:  
Ship: (within reason and if applicable)  
Notes:

(another thing that is here are “tinies”, downsized clones that have existed in all three worlds but here the development has turned them into your personal pocket engineer or shoulder secretary, among other uses a small being can have in the cramped space of a spaceship.)

Name: Nyanta Starhunt  
Race: Tabaxi (catto)  
age: 23  
Apperance: (the left side one)  
Gender: male  
Body mods: nothing much he has an AI built into his mind to help with tasks that can also give him an overlay over his eyes for combat and flying.  
job: i would like to be an officer for that corporation  
Ship: )literal no idea  
Note: he is a diabetic however with the advances of technology this maybe a little bump in the road.  
He is an excellent navigator as long as he has his stone of Stars and a veiw of the night sky. He is entirely charasmatic but is very well trained with the art of a blade. Growing up in a tribe he is more traditional with things.  
He is also a narrisiscit

(start as an officer or start working for them?)

@Cerebrate  
(an officer if thats okay

@NyantaStarhunt  
the time in the shinra security was… honestly not too difficult, the training was basic, the specialized training of good quality, it was clear that the branch didn’t suffer neglect, Shinra controls the known galaxy, and they plan to keep doing it.
 
now however, opportunity was a-knocking, a man in a suit, specifically a hihg quality Jumpsuit. this was a so called Turk, a unit serving as elite field agents and squad commanders, as well as being answerable only really to the upper echelons of SHinra, namely the top executives.
 
“I realize the offer may seem a bit sudden, but it would allow you to exchange standard issue for your own equipment of choice, and anyone wearing uniform would be on call to drop everything to help you.”

@Cerebrate  
the meow of excitment and joy filled the room then a clearly a clearing throat Yes sir i am honoured to even be thought to be part of Turk!
 
the cat stod at proper attention, or sat at attention depending on the case

@NyantaStarhunt  
a somewhat noisy laugh rumbles from the bear’s throat.
 
“no need for that, the turks are not your average unit, we understand each other as family, lest Lady Cunningham returns from retirement and kicks our backsides.”
 
he lays out a few forms.
 
“fill them in if you accept and report with them to the main seat on the planet tomorrow morning… also i’d suggest you pack this dorm room up by the end of the week, you’ll be spending a bit of time alongside our other rookie, turks come in pairs until they don’t.”
 
at that his gaze drifts down.
 
“see that that doesn’t happen to you, yeah?”

@Cerebrate  
he nods and meows out sadly my condolences sir.
 
I will not let you guys down he smiles

@NyantaStarhunt  
“the expectations are high, but i wouldn’t be here if we didn’t have faith in your ability to meet them, until tomorrow, Starhunt.”

@Cerebrate  
when the man leaves a scream of excitment and joyus occasion fill his dorm room

@NyantaStarhunt  
Midnight: “moving up in the world, boss, turks are said to be the best shinra employs… aside from the space marine program but those are only for fighting.”

@Cerebrate  
We are making it buddy! oh if momma could see us now! she would be proud of us… i hope
 
he snaps back to reality okay okay time to get packign!

@NyantaStarhunt  
“i scanned the documents, filling those out will be no problem.”
 
the AI had also gotten the rail running servitor arms to help out with the packing.
 
“knowing shinra the new place may even offer hover drones.”

@Cerebrate  
You know i am not to big on the fancy stuff my friend.
 
he packs and gets to the pack of cigars still cant quit this things. sighs Sugar check

(Clone Wars and Elite Dangerous you say? Might actually poke my head in here.)

@NyantaStarhunt  
Midnight: “all within acceptable parameters, you know if we could just implant an injector at your upper arms this would be a non-issue altogether.”

@Cerebrate  
Its not the same! he smiles and concentrates hard on giving midnight a headpat
 
he packs and screams in excitment again Midnight! send a message to our brother! tell him i am moving up! Zeta will be so happpy

@NyantaStarhunt  
“umm, am i having trouble with the memory again? who is zeta?”

@Cerebrate  
Nyanta: dingus he is our brother ( i have never really explaind the star hunt family tree to you have i?)

@NyantaStarhunt  
(nope.)

@Cerebrate  
(for another day my friend. as we need like a day)

@NyantaStarhunt  
Midnight: “ah there it is… why do you keep putting a password on that?”

@Cerebrate  
Nyanta: Shush! for no reason! blushed and meows alright lets go over the form eh?

@NyantaStarhunt  
midnight nods and you find it to be some bog standard things, identity and the like had been filled out.
 
“basically by signing you declare you’re fine with following any assignment to new worlds, that your skills are at shinra’s disposal and that in the event of your death in the line of duty that is not something your family can sue over.”