Grew up on a long-haul freighter. Pops would say bio waste was the best freight to haul stations didn't want it unless they grew algae and pirates wouldn't touch it. Honestly, I lost my sense of smell growing up on that old freighter. Now I am hauling anything but bio waste. I was part of a squadron that mostly was exploring, and mining found that I enjoyed the peaceful life of the lasers cutting into rocks. My squadron commander ended up finding his soulmate and started a family working as a paramedic in the pilot federation. the squadron disbanded due to differences that we had now that the one person that held us together was gone. I met up with a private enterprising fleet commander that has been my wingman for a week now we will see where that is going.