Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24572299-20140401142059/@comment-24260323-20140709143946

Satisfied with their response, Ferron decided to return the favour. "Since you were kind enough to share why you became Hunters, I might as well tell you why I became a contractor," he said before taking a small breath begin his story:

"I started as a PMC for a now defunct defence company when I was around your age, and although training "officially" began a year before that, I was more or less raised by them since I was a kid. Naively, I joined because I wanted to help people, but in reality, I joined because I had nowhere to go. We had all sorts of jobs handed to us; we 'roughed up' some Dust Miners that began protesting; help treat the injured; and even fight a Hunter or two."

Ferron began to reminisce over the good and bad times he had experienced throughout his life before catching himself.

"But eventually, the company was disbanded and my friends went their separate ways. Some made it, others...did not. Soon enough, bills and taxes needed to be paid, and I began work as an independent contractor."

He then directed his words to the passengers, "You guys are lucky. You got to choose a path, I didn't. I cannot judge the reasons why you chose your occupations, but if it is of your free will, then you should put in dedication and effort, lest you end up like me."

With those words, Ferron refoccused is attention back onto the road ahead of them.