Inner Orion Spur
HIP 97950
Benton Nurseries,
Stardate : 3309-01-18 0200 UTC
I have always lived in the shadow of my brother Antares; repairing, tweaking his ship, gathering information for him.
Taking care of the accountability of our family investments has always kept me busy but also, fortunately, close to my family.
Following his sudden disappearance, after I woke back from the long hybernated-healing induced coma in M.Gorbachev medical advanced unit, I started my rehab in Chamberlain Rest and I decided to take all the time needed to investigate and reconstruct the events occurred immediately before and after the accident that took place in 3304 - if I remember well, it was around October -. I will publish what I was able to resolve on how the things went, in a log in the next hours.
While now, for how much I am concerned, here I'm done with the ground training offered by the Fed and I am all in for pilot indoc after a recent stop at Benton Nurseries in System BD-02 5286, where also the final phase of the virtual VA assisted training took place...Damn, these new eyes are pretty performant!
I cannot believe the nanotech used to recover my badly wounded skin could be... "beta-tested" on me (?!)
...Despite in their final phase of development at the time, commercialized on large scale starting from December, when my induced coma begun to host the work of these "little bugs" and ignite an healing process, this biotech was available only on Polevnic\Antal, in the hands of the Utopians.
Did the Feds, Sirius Navy or anyone's dog involved, felt hitting on the Dioskouroi family was a big mistake or did someone try to make up for the error by helping us?
However this is, good Samaritan or not, I'm in debt with the Alliance and the Federation paying for my cures, hybernation, re training courses and installing even a pair of new eyes crafted by Achilles Corporation, Seriously? ... a dangerous glance for sure, I probably need to change this stuff back to something natural.
As I leave HIP 97950 and especially all this healing and daily medical assessments behind me, I am ready to restore Antares business and be all in on the operations and objectives he was working so hard to achieve.
As I scroll through Antares belongings in these days, the wound is still fresh;
I decided that the following, my brother's biography, will stay as it represents not just my twin brother, but also me and constitutes a memory and an intimate way to honor our family.
My name is Marcus Bronco
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Milky way
Inner Orion Spur
Eranin
Azeban City
from Sidewinder - Bucephalus II, BC12
Stardate : 3304-04-15 1220 UTC
I was born in Naddodur survey, a small base in Pollux system where my ancestors arrived in 2249.
I was given this name as I was born the same date of an ancestor born from Lika and James once they settled in Gemini Constellation.
Since my early days, I was Introduced into a multicultural environment and I've grown open minded and enthusiast of diversity in the Galaxy and keen of the XXI Century Earth-born-philosophy of the "Orbital Perspective" and New Humanism, a stance emphasizing the use of technology as capable to bring humans closer to their roots (for example via gamification...) and reunite them with Nature.
Raised in Azeban City, in Eranin, I was active as sportsman and granted great privileges as even there the people knew my father was the men who brought the Federal Athletic team to be familiar with the new technique (Conda Flop) granting them the 1st place in last 10 Galactic Games.
My mother was in the music business and now a researcher in classical studies: she teaches Guardian philology in several universities around the Bubble and had the chance to work together at Phoenix university, in Meene, with Ram Tah.
He's actually a dear friend of my family, I wish to work with him one day.
In last 2 years I completed the studies in Space Archaeology and joined the Jedi Flight School successfully graduating in class 180248 at Azeban City. Thanks to the supervision of my father and teachings of my preceptor Aristoteles, on April 8th 3304, I was granted my pilot license which had failed to earn the week before as the recent turmoil, due to alien incursions nearby the Bubble, have brought some activities to shut down, here in Eranin too.
At the private party back home organized to celebrate for this achievement, my mother whispered me she left a gift in the hangar we own at Aachen town in Alioth, which I will reach in the next days after completing some missions as I am preparing to move out on my own soon. She played around this telling me the gift will help me with women (?!)... maybe it's a new perfume? ... no, another one?!
Me and my father, in January of this year, managed to broker the sale for this April of the design company we inherited which is active in the cosmetic business. The Pollux Purple Galactic signed with us, we brokered directly the deal. As a result the stock exchange went bull mode on.
We had inherited this business from our ancestors, but my father age and the great competition these days both legal and not, coming from the Mafia of Pollux as from other systems, the hacking and counterfeiting challenges, persuaded us it was the best time to let this go.
After the sale he got into farming, and old hobby he always had and lives the sweet life with mom and the rest of the Dioskouroi family in Sol, Mars High, widely known for its services and commodity markets not just for dreamy holiday venues.
As far as I am concerned, instead, I am very far from retiring, my adventure is just about starting now: I recently sent an application to Radio Hutton Orbital and I am looking forward for their answer; hopeful to join their crew, I'm eager to learn what the future will offer me in this Galaxy and beyond it.
CMDR Antares Dioskouroi