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Robin Lowe

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Official Name:                   Robin Martin Lowe

Nicknames:                Robby

Date of Birth:                11th October 794 AS

Age:                                  28

Gender:                        Male

Height:                                  5'10

Weight:                      160 lbs

Nationality:                Libertonian

Marital Status:            Divorced

Physical Description:        Medium all over Build

Clean shaven,

Deep-Brown Eyes,

“Baby-faced”  

//portrayed by Angus Monfries….(the great)

Occupation:                Zoner - Cargo runner and miscellaneous job taker

Homebase:                Freeport 5

Current Nutshells:

History:

Before Birth:

Robin Lowe was born on October 11th, 794 AS, in the Duckworth Metropolitan Hospital upon Planet Erie, to Liesel Lowe and an un-named male. Liesel, who was aged 18 at the time of Robin’s birth, was a single child to Robin and Martina Lowe. Robin and Martina were amongst the first inhabitants of Erie; having arrived in early 762 AS leaving behind their blissful lives upon Freeport 2 in the Bering system. Robin worked as a heavy labourer for the build effort of the settling Zoners while Martina worked in administration for the budding government of the settlement. Liesel, who was born on Erie in 776 AS, maintained a close relationship with both parents until the untimely death of her father mere days prior to her 15th birthday. His death has been stated as being caused by physical stress and his obesity exacerbating his hereditary heart conditions leading to a preventable heart attack. He died in hospital content, enjoying his family, a burger and a large pint of Ale. Following her father’s death Liesel started to head off the rails, much to her mother's annoyance which quickened the decline of her health. During this period Liesel fell pregnant to her semi parttime, drug dependant, boyfriend. Due to the pregnancy Liesel tried to get her life back on track and tried to distance herself from the father of her unborn child. The, now ex, boyfriend took this badly and proceeded to attempt to take the life of Liesel and her mother. Unfortunately due to being under the influence of drugs he mistook the Lowe’s neighbours household for the Lowe’s and proceeded to attempt to murder the occupants, which spectacularly failed as the occupant happened to be awake practicing her martial arts.

Following this risk on their lives Martina and Liesel moved across town and proceeded to never mention the ex by name and only noting him by “scumbag” if forced to.

Life across town was better for Martina and Liesel and the rest of Liesel’s pregnancy were without a hitch.

Birth and Young Life:

Robin’s birth was a standard one, with labour lasting 19 hours and ending with a healthy 8lb 2oz baby, and the next year went smoothly as expected. Unexpectedly for Liesel, Martina quit her job to help with raising young Robin. Unfortunately Martina’s health started to dwindle towards the end of the first year and as a result Liesel was forced to find work since the insurance payout from her father’s death had long since run dry.

The next 8 years went by with similarities to the previous. Robin grew as an adventurous child, Martina’s health slowly continued it’s dwindling spiral, and Liesel kept up her work while sadly having to extend her hours month on month. With his mother out a lot of the time and his grandmother too easily trickable due to her dropping mental state Robin though started to experiment and push the boundaries at home. The penultimate straw in the family dynamic was the decline in his grandmother that forced Liesel to admit her to a local retirement village that specializes in Alzheimer's patients. The medical bills started to skyrocket and a couple months prior to Robin’s 12th birthday she unfortunately had to take on a second job further removing the stable positive example at home for her son. As a result Liesel soon discovered that upon his 12th birthday, which she had to spend working, Robin had been rumored to be participating in a initiation challenge for a known street gang.

Early Gang Life:

Robin started to finally feel at home. Having felt abandoned by his family starting with his father, then grandmother and then his mother, Robin was relishing his new family within the streetgang. He found great joy in the fact that his slightly bulkier frame would draw him the bruiser role or the distraction role as he protected the pickpockets from any possible chases from the victims. The skill of the pickpockets often had him spending a day raking in money for not doing anything. For him this was the dream and luckily for him the dream lasted a few years. Sometime during the year after his 16th birthday he found himself embroiled in larger issues. To his surprise his street gang had been noted by an arm of the Xeno Terrorist faction and they wanted the streetgang to be their works in the city as they were expanding their influence throughout Liberty. This resulted for Robin in him gaining new riches as their actions increased from local nuisance to more city wide organised crime.

The Run In with The Foz:

Days prior to his 17th birthday he was visited at home by two local officers of the Liberty Intelligence branch. They revealed to Robin, and Liesel, the dirt they held on Robin which as expected absolutely shattered Liesel leaving her sitting upon the couch in a fit of tears. Fortunately though they offered a lifeline. Revealing their plan they offered Robin a chance. This chance would result in Robin helping them out to catch the higher ups and in return they wouldn’t charge him as an adult, which due to the charges would result in near life time imprisonment, but charge him as a child on a co-operative deal. upon hearing the offer Liesel pleaded with Robin to take the offer. This broke Robin. His hardman demeanor shattered, the anger at his mother dissipated, his belief she abandoned him evaporated. He knew she had been there for him, but he hadn’t been there for her. Without hesitation he took the offer and the envelope with details of the upcoming sting and he saw the two officers to the door where they disappeared into the night. Turning back he embraced his mother and apologised. That night he examined all the details of the dirt on him and his actions to complete.

The Sting:

Details of the sting itself are sketchy. Robin himself is hesitant to reveal what went down. The LPI too are hesitant to reveal details but rumors exist that officers flouted laws and committed actions themselves that are illegal should they be proven to have occurred. The Xeno high command also are adamant the incident did not include any of their men but details of a couple of their known operatives in Pennsylvania do halt at this time and continue with imprisonment. But what is known is that Robin supposedly went against the indications of the Xeno leadership returning the stolen merchandise directly to the hideout. A locator beacon stitched into his underwear tracked his movement and was followed by the investigation officers, with LPI backup. After a shootout, where rumors exist that Robin ‘accidentally’ shot a power supply killing the lighting and handing advantage to the nightvision assisted officers, Robin, the three targeted Xeno leaders and a number of the street gang members were arrested.

Trials:

Robin and another street gang member were separated from the group and it was here that Robin learnt that Shaun had also agreed to assist with the sting, but due to his younger age and lesser amounts of dirt upon him he had scored a deal for lesser time in jail. They were tried separately from the other criminals caught up and jailed based on the details of their deal. Shaun got 4 years service, while Robin received 6 years. Surprisingly the two of them were allowed to watch the trial of the others which opened Robin’s eyes. Since he knew he would of been given the same sentence as them he was relieved when he heard them given 30 year sentences each.

Thankfully for him Robin was given the chance to say goodbye overnight to his mother before he was required to report to the local Police Station for his incarceration. Following a kiss goodbye from his mother he entered the police provided transport ending his freedom.

Jailtime:

Robin’s jail time was rather simple. He did his work, his exercise and tried to stick to himself. He was in trouble a little in the first few months as some of the Xeno aligned criminals tried to exact revenge against him due to the rumors flying about concerning Robin’s involvement.

Fortunately the Jail Master had a soft spot for him transferring him to a separate wing of the jail and appointing him to the cook’s crew where he assisted in the food preparation.

This move sparked a change in Robin’s fortunes. He met Rosalie White, who was also serving time in the jail and in the cook’s crew, and from there their love grew. Over the next few years they attended readjustment classes together, cooked together and shared visitor hours where they both enjoyed Robin’s mother’s visits. Three weeks prior to their joint release they were married during ceremonies for the mid year religious celebrations.

Released:

Robin and Rosalie’s release day was lovely sunny day. They both stepped out of the jail and started the long 100m walk through the series of gates towards the freedom of the outside. Upon stepping through the final gate they laid eyes upon Liesel and Martina standing in front of a taxi. Robin was ecstatic. His mother hadn't yet informed him that his gran Martina had took a huge swing towards better health during his time inside. Whether it was a change of drug supplier at the hospital or the guy getting Martina enthusiastic about a new Zoner religious sect (TAZ) no one was sure but shad had improved in health over the last 18 months to make her presences there possible. Around them there were lots of other released convicts and their families embracing. Sadly these groups hid from view a small group approaching Robin. With a strong thud a fist connected with Robin’s gut. As he fell to his knees Robin heard the screams of Rosalie and saw the anger in the eyes of Shaun before a second fist blocked the view as it came thudding into his right eye socket. Seconds passed as Shaun and the three guys with him laid fists and feet into Robin, stopping just before the guards came in with shock sticks to arrest them. Robin couldn’t open his eyes but felt the speck of spit land upon his face as Shaun yelled at him to die then ran off.

Unconsciousness quickly took Robin over.

Hospital:

The next thing Robin knew he was waking in the hospital, tubes coming from him in a number of places, a nurse checking some vitals, and his mother asleep in the chair in the corner. It was here the nurse revealed he had been in a drug induced coma for a couple of weeks then left him to come to grips with that in the quiet and dull lights of pre dawn. An hour later his mother awoke as Robin’s wife entered having gone home for a shower and supply. The reunion they had hoped to have two weeks ago was now complete.

Home Again:

Another week went by in hospital until Robin was released back home, for bed rest for a month which he hoped to cut down to two weeks. Arriving home he could see not much had changed in the years he was in jail. The only perceived difference was his mother had switched the beds around, giving him and Rosalie the double bed and taking the single for herself. One other thing had changed in a big way. His grandmother’s costs were now being covered by the Liberty Government with their new assistance initiatives which enabled his mother to give up her second job, which from her physical appearance she was in desperate need of the time off. Further good news was presented to him as Rosalie presented him with an envelope which contained inside a letter which promised Robin employment once his recovery was complete. To his further surprise Rosalie happened to get a job at the same place in the admin department.

Working Life:

Three weeks later Robin took to his first shift. Despite the residual pain from the injury Robin loved his first day, and really took to his job of cargo loader. Days turned to weeks and soon months and his recovery continued as did his love of the job. Furthermore he found himself receiving more and more accolades from his boss for his work ethic, which was streaks ahead of the druggies and drunks whom Robin worked beside.

The Start of the Fall:

Life started to hit a rocky patch for Robin around his first wedding anniversary. His Gran'a health started to dwindle again and she was recommitted to the hospital. He also started to notice her suspicious behaviour. He began to notice her spending more time in the Robotics warehouse than in the offices where she worked. She would often be spending time with a couple of the new humanoid service robots who worked on the engines. Then one night when he was suppose to be doing an overnight shift he arrived home to see Rosalie in the bedroom with one of the humanoid robots sitting deactivated upon the bed and blueprints scattered upon the ground. The blueprints he couldn’t read but upon asking Rosalie what was up she get highly defensive and quickly packing the blueprints up and calling a co-worker upon a comm unit to come quickly to collect the stuff.

Further questions from Robin over the next week were fruitless leading to tension between the two. Robin even started to sleep up the couch to ease the budding feud between them. Rosalie continued to act up. Increasingly she would spend more nights doing “night shift”. Increasingly he would spot her in the Robotics warehouse talking with the Robots and sometimes being seen with the IT nerd whom had picked up the blueprints that fateful night earlier.

But then it all fall apart.

The Incident:

The fateful day started as any other. Robin woke to Rosalie throwing a Synth Paste breakfast tube at him upon the couch before mumbling something and heading out. She had started to leave an hour early for work each day about two weeks previous, leaving Robin to take the public transport. Getting up he had his breakfast, cooked some for his mother and went and refreshed in the bathroom. As his mother awoke and came to the table he returned and spent the next 20 minutes having a loving general conversation with her as he tried to do at least once a day. With minutes to spare he grabbed his jacket and headed for the bus. After the boring trip he exited the bus around the block and started his walk for the depot. Blaster fire could be heard ahead which drew him into a run. sprinting to the security check he saw it was un-manned. Jumping through he ran towards the sounds of fire coming from one of the hangers. ahead of him he could see the security guards hiding on his side of a couple crates shooting when they can over the top towards the open door of the hanger. Running to his left he too took cover behind a crate. Spying over the top he saw what he wish he hadn’t. At the open doorway two of the Humanoid Robots were standing armed with dual rifles firing at the security guards. Behind them he could see Rosalie and three of the other Robots loading the back of the freighter with crates of goods. The Freighter could be heard whirring with life await the call to fly off. As he kept watching his heart sank. As one by one the two robots holding the guards off fell to the gunfire and deep inside the hangar he could see Rosalie direct two of robots with her to go take their position. With a peck on the check of the Robot close to her she half dragged that robot into the freighter hold which immediately started to rise on the repulsor-lift pads and started accelerating out of the hanger.

As it flew over his head Robin strained to see into the hold as the doors were closing. For a quick glance he saw the figure of Rosalie kissing someone or something. Human or Humanoid Robot he couldn’t tell, but he was adamant it was the Robot he saw her kissing just mere seconds earlier.

In despair he sat down leaning against the crate, not believing what he just saw, the shock overpowering the building anger at her. Looking down he saw a couple of beer bottles that had been knocked out of the gaping hole in the crate, taking them he opened the bottle to drown his feelings.

Minutes later his boss arrived in a blaze of lights from a personal transporter. Caught up in his despair induced blankness he didn’t notice the boss till twenty minutes later the boss was yelling down at him revealing the magnitude of his wife’s theft and the audacity to backstab him taking his entire life's worth. Again Robin didn’t hear much of what was going on nor did he hear his boss firing him for being married to the thief. But he did know he was fired when his security pass was ripped from his neck. Drunkenly he resisted his boss’s requests to vacate the property but he couldn’t ignore the physical pain as he landed on the ground outside the gates after being dragged out by security. Drunkenly he took a bus home where he spent the day drunk on the couch awaiting his mother’s return from her job.

The Aftermath:

Days passed and his despair grew as did the amount of empty beer bottles littering his mother's flat, while his motivation to get up dropped just as fast as his level of credits. His mother did all she could but he couldn’t be swayed. His life had been blown apart by his wife’s backstabbing action. And she did it all for a Robot. She didn’t leaving him for a person she left him for a robot. at least that is what he believed. little did he know it was the IT nerd she had been swayed by and used to steal the entire fortunes of the company.

A couple weeks of time started to heal the pain but it didn’t heal the hits to Robin and Liesel’s combined bank account. And with that becoming a real problem Liesel pleaded with Robin to try and get a job to help stave off the debt collectors. His love for his mother drew him more than the dwindling pain held him down and with a request for help finding a job he set about trying to piece his life together again. Unfortunately his life’s work history held him back and with each job application came a rejection. A week passed with no respite. However the weekend drew one bright opportunity. Liesel had found a job offer for him. It wasn’t one many would attempt due to the employer being an old grump but it was something.

The New Start:

Arriving at the small depot Robin felt tweaks of regret. The job was a one time job. He was to load a freighter with the entire wares of an old trader who was vacating Erie for a different life, or so he was told. But to Robin’s surprise as the old guy kept drinking and getting looser and looser with his mouth Robin soon discovered that this old guy was a Xeno sympathizer. And he wasn’t going off world for someplace nicer, he was heading off world with a load full of stolen gear, credits and intelligence on the Liberty Government, to rendezvous with a couple of Xeno escorts and escape to a Xeno base outside of Pennsylvania. Now this was not on in Robin’s eyes. His anger at the Xeno’s grew and in a fit of rage as he filled the last box he turned on the old guy. One punch against the old man’s collarbone dropped him to the ground and into a fetal curl. with thoughts that that was easy Robin reached down for the access pad to the freighter. But to his surprise the old man was able to pull a blaster from a internal jacket pocket. With his broken collarbone inhibiting his movement he tried to lift it towards Robin’s head. With the slow movements of the old man Robin was able to move out of the way of the blaster and the shot that erupted from it. Hilariously though the plasma shot flew up into the air fizzing through one of the roof rafters. with no support the rafter dislodged falling directly towards the old man stuck upon the ground. With a squelching thud the frayed end of the metal rafter crushed upon the old man’s head loudly cracking the bones as it went. Looking towards the noise Robin saw the sight, instantaneously going light-headed at the sight. But straight after he knew he was dead and if left would cause problems for himself and his family with the LPI.

He knew what he had to do. Loading the body into the freighter’s hold he took to the controls and activated the automatic launch settings.

The Unwanted Meeting in Space:

The launch went as was normal for a launch. But Robin couldn’t be prepared for his first time in space. Nothing he has experienced could prepare him for the velocity and other experiences of stepping out of the gravity of Planet Erie. Lucky for him the old man had pre programmed the RV into the launch sequence and the freighter soon headed off towards the predetermined coordinates. But the excitement of his first experience of space was holding off him from realising what was ahead. As the freighter approached the RV he could see some blips appearing on the scanners. The closer he got the more detail was provided upon each target, and to his dismay there were indicating as Xeno crafts. His heart sank then dropped further as the radio crackled to life “Took your time old man”. Robin started to freak. looking to a display screen he could see a video link received from the Xeno’s and he worried if his camera activated he would be found out. Spotting the control buttons he cancelled the video connection and in his gruffest voice he tried to emulate the old man “ah bit me...now lets get out of this dump”. “Sheesh Old man you’ve got….wait up” the Xeno started before breaking off as another contact appeared on the radar. Robin though was surprised he thought he had heard the voice before. He racked his brain but he couldn’t remember. “Why wait...are we just waiting to die are we?” Robin spat down the audio connection waving in and out of his gruff drawl. “Die?...not me you idiot..but shut up or you will” the xeno snapped back. Robin knew instantly who was down the other end. Shaun who had tried to kill him before was here as the contact to get the old man out alive. Looking to his contact screen that new ship was drawing near, and just to Robin’s luck it was apparently an AI craft...’great more scumbags’ he thought to himself.

Robin looked out the window and saw the two Xeno escorts turn to face the new-comer. Looking to his controls he found the movement controls, then found the weaponry controls, then the shielding, then the cargo controls. but unfortunately with a slip of finger he accidentally ejected the dead body of the old man. “What’s that?” Shaun spat down the microphone.

“Your contact Shaun” Robin yelled, not concealing his voice. Activating the weapons Robin fired four quick fire rounds into the engine of the right hand Xeno sitting in front of him. The Xeno’s engine started to combust blowing the hull apart a fraction of a second later. “What?!” Shaun yelled back spinning his craft back towards the freighter revealing it had been the wingman Robin had killed. As Robin fired his engines to get out of there Shaun yelled through again “Who are you?”. As he flew over Shaun’s Griffin, Robin yelled back. “It’s Robin Lowe you piece of s--t...and I ain’t no Xeno” with that he flew directly for the AI craft that was still approaching. With angry abuse raining down the comm channel Shaun spun around and headed after Robin firing wildly in his direction.

It was at this point the AI opened a comm channel to the freighter “greetings pilot, are you in need of assistance” it sounded so official and non-human. Robin was immediately covered with anger, his feelings of anger towards his backstabbing wife filtered straight onto his thoughts of the AI. The AI repeated it’s question as the odd bolt of fire from Shaun behind licked at the freighter. Robin came to his senses “Yes” he yelled as he tried all he could think of to get away from Shaun.

“head for sector C5 please pilot” the AI requested plainly. Robin checked the navigation computer and saw the sector input screen where he selected C5. “it’ll take me through the sun”. “Go around the sun please pilot”. The AI commented as it flew over the head of Robin opening up it’s guns upon the Griffin of Shaun.

The navigation computer illuminated a suggested flight route upon the front window of the freighter. aiming the controls Robin headed for the target hearing the abuse rolling in upon the tail of his craft from the fire of Shaun. As the AI started to tail Shaun it’s attacks upon him caused Shaun to change his tactics. instantly the firepower aimed at Robin started to miss even more, to which the damage estimation computer started to extend his estimated time to hull breach.

Seconds extended to Minutes as Robin kept flying for Sector C5, Shaun kept firing at the freighter drilling holes into the hull every few seconds, while the AI kept hounding Shaun. As the giant purple planet approached signals started to appear on his radar. a set of signals were approaching from ahead and some from his left. but he couldn’t pay too much attention as his craft was nearing serious damage. It was at that point Shaun got the upper hand. A slicing shot teared into the side of the freighter sending the warning sirens blaring within the freighter. “What is the warning for?” the AI came emotionless down the comm channel Robin had forgotten was still active. A quick flicking glance to the screens revealed the life support system was hit and leaking at a worrying rate “ah it says life support damaged...it says life support down to 84%, wait now 83%”. The AI came back simply “You need to concentrate at flying directly to Planet Sayre, in it’s rings sit Allentown head there now”.

Robin spotted the rings and aimed directly there before looking down to the scanner. The vessels from the left were getting closer, close enough to be noted as flying under the Xeno flag. A second later the targets ahead were revealed as flying the Junker flag, a name he hadn’t heard much before. The AI again helped Robin out “Incoming Junker Raiders, this freighter is under attack from Xeno terrorists and from scans the Freighter is an innocent citizen, however due to the interaction I have deduced the Freighter Pilot is opposed to the Xeno forces”

“Ok Bot, we’ll cover the freighter. Form up wing….Freighter make your way directly to Allentown”.

With that Robin didn’t hesitate. The slowly creeping cold hastening his desire to get to Allentown.

As he approached Allentown the heating gave out completely but he could see upon his scanner the AI and Junkers attacking Shaun and the other Xenos. He tried to look out the window to get a closer look but he was distracted by the docking control upon Allentown “We’ve got you Freighter, allow us to take your wreck into safety”.

Within seconds he was slowly lowering to the ground of the docking bay.

The Future Started:

Robin was shown to a bay window where he saw some of the battle in the distance. he was however interrupted by Marcus Young, one of the mechanic upon Allentown. Marcus started to discuss the problems with the Freighter but quickly started to delve into Robin’s life story. After hearing the whole thing Marcus offered Robin an agreement. If he ran the supplies to Allentown till the costs were recovered Marcus would repair the Freighter, educate Robin in the ways of the Junkers, and be the one to help Robin move into a new way of life. A second chance at life.

Robin agreed. A second chance not to be wasted, he stated. A life to make his own and support his mother and grandmother with. Within the week he was accompanying random Junkers in the cockpits on trade runs and to his pleasant surprise Marcus had the freighter repaired enough by the end of the month that Robin was able to do his first supply run; a simple food run to Planet Erie. From there he spent most days in the skies of Pennsylvania shuttling whatever Marcus asked till he proved himself enough for Marcus to extend the range Robin was allowed to go.

A Chance Encounter For the Better:

Robin was upon a trade trip for Marcus, one to Barrier Gate Station. Upon launching from Barrier Gate upon his trip home he was greeted by a friendly female pilot. The pilot, of the vessel called Ecstatic Siren, announced herself as Connie and quickly impressed Robin with her friendliness. Deciding to go out of her way she offered to escort him to Bethlehem Station within his home system of Pennsylvania. Not seeing any reason to object Robin accepted the offer and the two headed off. During the many hours of travel the two conversed and delved into many issues, a few of which hit home with Robin. His anger towards Xenos, Humanoid Robots and his ex-wife were discussed and through the patient and pleasant persistence of Connie Robin started to work through the issues and feelings he held. Connie decided as they approached Philadelphia Station to escort Robin to his home upon Allentown and also to probe his belief in the Junkers and other factional and religious groups. She soon discovered Robin’s Baffin Zoner ancestry and wondered if he had any plans to leave the junkers to return to the more peaceful life of his grandparents. Robin felt torn. He wanted to prove himself to Marcus and the Congress whom had given him a new chance at life. But he understood what Connie was saying and vowed to try and make a pilgrimage to Baffin. Furthermore the talk had hit home and Robin thanked Connie for helping him work through his anger towards the Xenos, Humanoid Robots and his ex-wife, and now he realised his anger towards the latter two were diminishing. Unfortunately Marcus cut their further talks short calling him to get onto a second trade trip. With a fond farewell the two departed, both (well at least Robin) changed for the better. But Robin's day of change didn't stop there. An hour after reaching his room Robin received a message from home. Martina had recovered sufficiently due to the experimental drug program funded by the Liberty government that she had been granted the opportunity to return home to live with Liesel. Robin was ecstatic but did vow then to siphon as much credits as he could from his personal earnings towards buying them a new home in more favourable parts of town.

Steps Forward with the Congress:

Robin had been proving himself for a period, growing in stature with Marcus, others on Allentown and the Congress. It was at this point that Robin was granted a great opportunity from Juan Sanchez, a Congressman he held in utmost regard. Juan invited Robin to accompany a Congress Convoy to Maltese Space. The trip was a huge opportunity and Robin took it with both hands. The trip provided a decent profit but more important to Robin and Marcus it provided a boost in their standings with the Congress.

Changes Again:

Following the initial invitation Robin continued to run the route with the congress a handful of times, utilising the security of the convoy with it’s escorts to further his rating and further his skills. However Marcus started to get greedy seeing the profits of the trip. More and more he started to pressure Robin to take the trip to Malta for the profits. However Robin kept holding off not wanting to undertake the dangerous trip on his own and preferring the simpler trips within house space. It was during one of these trips that Robin bumped into the Rheinland Special Services, the MND. It was here, with all their barrels facing him, that he became so happy that he was carrying legal cargo. It was here, during a friendly conversation with Inspektor Lisa Schneider, that he started to wish he could try his hand away from the dictations of Marcus. He loved Marcus like a father but he felt that Marcus could become the end of him during their efforts to move up the ladder. But he too wanted to expand his new life. It was at that moment he vowed to try hold legality while still working forward with the Congress. Completing a legal run home he told Marcus he wasn’t interested in running the Malta trip solo, which worked until Marcus pulled his tricks and ordered the removal of the engine reactor containment regulators effectively grounding Robin until he gave in. Two solo trips were then taken with no real danger but upon the third Robin encountered a large number of Hogosha who set upon him for his Junker transponder. Robin survived only due to the Outcast Patrol from Manoel Outpost. Heavily damaged they escorted him to Ruiz where small repairs were done and a further escort wing took him to Valletta Shipyard. During the week layover, of which he spent in an isolation room to avoid as much of the Cardamine laced air as he could, the frosty feelings towards Marcus started to build. Alone with his thoughts Robin thought over all that had occurred in his life, from his beginnings on Erie, to his meeting with Marcus, his encounter with Connie, his encounter with Lisa and now his current predicament. Deciding to get on with things Robin left his beloved Sunburst Freighter upon Valletta, buying a Dromedary Freighter he flew down to Kreuzburg where he let Marcus know he would be working down here for a while. Ditching his Dromedary to a passing Hessian Pilot he followed through with his long term goals and spent almost all of his credits buying a new home for his mother and grandmother and picking up a rusting Voyager freighter to restore to his new ride.

The Legal Push:

Robin took another lease on life and started to push forward in legal commodity trading based around Rheinland. Although he did get a harder deal for the majority of his first month due to his junker IFF he did start to provide a good name for himself with his focus on a few trade routes. Proving to others he was trying to turn his life around (again) was starting to work and he was starting to have an easier time in Rheinland. But life took another turn during a routine stop by a Rheinland Navy Officer outside of Planet Hamburg. The questioning started as normal but as questions started to tend towards his destination, his intended trip through Liberty and an off handed remark about junkers and their relationship with the Outcasts stuff started to degrade pretty quickly.

The Nomad Attack:

The Rheinland officer seemed to start to hallucinate but Robin thought they were really upset by his standing as a junker and their standings with the outcasts. But within seconds Robin was struck down by severe headaches blacking out all his senses bar pain. But as the pain subsided fractionally after a few seconds he saw out viewscreen a giant blue shape where the Rheinland Battleship stood a few moments before. Guns rotated towards him and he feared for his life but was crippled in his seat by the pain. Life flashed in front of his eyes as he tried to fight through the pain. He soon felt it was due to the criminal connections of the junkers and the Rheinland forces were trying to draw information from him. Instantly he tried to confirm to himself his move to legality. The ‘attack’ drew on and Robin soon understood the crew of the Rheinland Battleship we suffering the attack as well. He tried to communicate with them, trying to show he was suffering too. But within seconds the headache stopped. His vision cleared and the blue blob morphed back into the Rheinland Battleship. Across the comm channels he heard the crew being released from the torment as well.

The Aftermath:

Damage reports were run on both vessels and it was decided that Robin and the captain of the Rheinland battleship would convene in the bar to debrief the incident. Within an hour they were conversing in a private booth. Talks of the incident soon faded as talks between Robin and the fine looking Female Captain turned to private matters. Robin’s history was discussed, the captain’s history was discussed before talks started on the present. Robin’s desire to work towards a more honourable life was discussed and encouraged by the captain and her desire to find a father, or at least sperm donor, for her attempt to give birth to a second daughter was discussed in detail. After a number of drinks Robin was starting to believe she was wanting him. This sparked his desire to prove himself once more and with a gentlemanly kiss upon her hand he escorted her to the barracks and left to sleep in his ship. It is from here he waited a day for the repairs before he took to the skies a new fire in his belly.

The Meeting with ALG:

It was nearing the end of a long week trading, shipping goods around Rheinland and across the Omegas to Southern Bretonia. His voyager was in the Wuppertal Loading docks having the Fluorine from Planetform in Poole being unloaded ready for MOX cannisters he was due to take to Kreuzburg. But he wasn’t too excited to be heading back to Kreuzburg since he had started to feel he was being left out of messages over the last few weeks.

Robin himself was sitting at a computer terminal having just sent a video message to his mother. He knew with it’s destination upon Planet Erie that the Rheinland intelligence would probably check it so he had kept it short, like many of his recent messages to her. He let her know he loved her as he always did but for some reason he felt the intense desire to share with her the troubles he’s faced trying to distance himself from the unlawful actions of some of his fellow junkers and his attempts to move into a more legal standing with working with ALG.

Upon finalising the message he headed to the pub where he ordered a simple dinner and headed to one of the tables near the corner of the room. On his way he was stopped by a voice calling him towards one of the booths where two suited gentlemen were sitting. Hesitating a little he decided to see what they were wanting. It was there one of the men identified himself as Julius Schroner whom Robin knew was a manager in the loading docks here on Wuppertal. Julius made small talk for a few minutes with Robin while Robin ate some of his meal. But the talks soon turned to the reason they called the junker over. Julius, and some of the other managers on Wuppertal, were looking to hire someone with quasi-lawful connections to work with them. They then offered to Robin an opportunity. He would work as a Junker with all it’s quasi-lawful benefits and provide any information on ALG’s enemies that Julius deemed necessary. If it worked out then ALG would formalise their working relationship bringing Robin into a full independent contractor and then maybe a full member of ALG. With that revelation Julius and his assistant left Robin to think it over asking him to report to their office before he flew out. It took just two mouthfuls for Robin to make his decision. Leaving his plate and the few mouthfuls left he quickly made his way towards Julius’ office catching up to them a few meters down the hall from the pub door. Accepting their offer and having another chat for a minute or so Robin headed to the loading dock to watch the rest of the loading process, a new excitement welling within him.

The New Job:

Working for Julius was an interesting thing for Robin. Every few days a message would appear in his message bank looking like any general piece of junk advertising. Hidden inside would be a codeword Robin would use to gain access to his mission upon the ALG mainframe. His missions were simple and often consisted of taking a certain shipment of goods to a base but he would sometimes get a mission to just purely keep his ears open for a night or two during a ‘stay’ upon a Hessian, LWB or Unioner base. Once he had completed the mission he would use the same code to upload an encrypted report to a third party database. What always made him smile though was Julius’ confirmation and congratulations following each mission hidden in what looked like a penile reduction spam message. But beyond that and the money that would magic it’s way into a banking account he and his mother shared back on Erie Robin had no contact with Julius until one day 6 weeks after he started. Julius ordered the hold of Robin’s voyager upon Wuppertal until the two could meet up. Much to Robin’s surprise it was a humanitarian mission for once. Julius was wanting Robin to provide a ambulatory service of such. Julius started to share how some in the military had approached a number of Rheinlandic Philanthropists and asked them to increase their support of the military in the war with Liberty. Apparently the RM was suffering decent losses in New Hampshire and was looking for more support so they wouldn’t have to turn to the media to draw up more civilian support. Julius therefore decided to turn to Robin. Robin’s position as a Junker could provide previously unknown benefits. Robin with his neutral standings with the Liberty Navy could use that to enable the ferreting of the RM wounded out of the area right under the noses of the Navy themselves.

It would be a risk but Robin felt he had no choice. But he did understand Julius’ position and he did know the unique position he held and how useful he would be. With a large swig of his Rheinbier Robin took Julius’ offer. The next day he loaded up with MOX for Battleship Westphalia and headed out for Hamburg; then Bremen and New Hampshire beyond.

Julius’ Spy:

Robin’s flights for Julius started to become a regular occurrence with him running supplies into New Hampshire and wounded soldiers out. But it was upon the start of one of these trips that Julius called Robin to his office. It was in here that Julius passed on his congratulations for his assistance so far but quickly proceeded to ask if Robin was interested in going further in his actions. Robin knew he was interested but was hesitant as to what Julius was planning. It was then, over a 20 minute conversation, that Julius explained how he was wanting his spy to glimmer any intel from the corsairs. Robin was still confused and it was with a stern gravelly spat that Julius said he wanted Robin to do more trips south to the corsairs and spend time in the bar taking note of the drunken conversations. As Robin plastered his face with a look of contemplation Julius pulled a note from his pressed suit jacket pocket showing a list of Rheinlandic government ministers and military officers. Showing Robin he said he could commend him to them or condemn him to them. With the bribery shown squarely Robin  looked up to the smug face of Julius. With nothing really holding him back from accepting the offer he took the detailed list from Julius and looked it over. “Better add a better computer system in my voyager to that list of commendations” with that he tossed the paper back, shared a knowing smile with Julius and headed out to the landing deck, a trip to New Hampshire was due.

Mysterious ‘jump holes’:

Robin’s return trips from New Hampshire consisted of ferrying casualties to Planet Holstein or Stuttgart, but one day it didn’t. The loadmaster approached him one day as he exited his voyager. It was revealed to Robin that with a recent reduction in the amount of strikes from the Liberty Navy the Military was getting an upper hand and as such there were no wounded for him to take back. But there was a large amount of prisoners or war. So with an alteration to his flight plans Robin headed towards Vierlande Prison in Hamburg. That trip was uneventful but the next was. Swapping out the prisoners for a group of freshly released inmates Robin left the prison heading for New Berlin and the governmental planet within. Arriving at Dortmund along the trade lanes Robin was met with a brilliant sight. A ship larger than he had ever seen was there with bright orbs of light circling the craft. A large number of Rheinlandic military vessels seemed to be facing off with the mysterious craft in a who dares shoot first scenario. It was at this point that a communication from the mysterious craft warned Robin the Military was wanting to kill him. Robin was confused but as two of the military vessels broke off from formation and approached Robin Robin felt a huge calm about the mysterious craft and before he knew what was happening he had started to pilot his voyager towards it. Garbled messages from the military ran over his cockpit speakers but he ignored them in his focus on the larger mysterious craft. As he pilotted closer to the mysterious craft he passed through the orbs of light and messages from the military crackled before fading out. Luckily he did hear them giving him the all clear to head to Planet New Berlin. Within seconds though a voice came over saying lets go and a with a blinding light everything from New Berlin was replaced with a new view. Checking his computers Robin was in the dark. His computers going haywire they couldn’t tell him where they were nor how they got there. The captain of the mysterious craft then revealed they were on the edges of the Rishiri system. Conversations passed between the two captains as they both checked computer standings but it was evident the mysterious craft was in working condition while Robin’s navigation computers were rendered useless with the sudden change in systems. For the next half hour the two ships ‘jumped’ through a series of random yet equally beautiful systems, until they reached a familiar space. With the blinding light fading the familiar sights of Planet Erie was visible dangerously close outside Robin’s viewport. Warning sirens blared and Robin ran on instinct pulling his ship out of the dangerous falling into the atmosphere of the planet. As the sirens quietened down the captain of the mysterious ship bid their farewell and vanished in another blinding light. Robin took a moment to compose himself and check his computer systems. With that complete Robin entered the docking sequence looking forward to the surprise visit to his mother.  

The life changing visit:

Robin landed his freighter at the local ports paying the deposit costs and ordering a systems scan ready for repairs before he stepped out onto  the main street. The warm sun breaking through the scattered cloud started to make him a touch hot in his jacket. Hailing a cab he slid his jacket zip down pulling a stack of credits from an internal pocket. The door slid open on the cab as it pulled up in front of him and the obese cab driver’s broad smile welcomed him into the driver’s domain. Giving the address Robin sat back to enjoy the short 5 minute ride he could have easily walked if he wasn’t feeling so lazy. Flicking across credits three times the cost of the fare Robin showed his intentions and the driver set off.

Arriving at his mother’s Robin entered the appartment building and assended to the penultimate floor and approached his mother’s appartment. Coming near the door he saw a young lady dressed as one of the nurses from the nearby exiting the appartment. Worried Robin did keep his emotions in check as the pretty young lady passed blushing a passing welcome as she then half curtsied and carried on to the elevator to which Robin had come from. ‘Gees, its good to see my credits have paid off moving Mum and Gran here. The appartments are better and the local health services are definitely better’ he turned his head to catch a glance of the dress swishing around the girls behind as she headed off into the elevator. Turning back he stopped at his mother’s and hesitated a second before knocking. A few seconds passed before his mother appeared as she opened the door. No sooner had it been opened a crack and the guest seen was it flung open and Robin inundated but the hug of his mother. After the hug was done and the ritual complaints of not visiting sooner Liesel dragged her son into the appartment and straight into her mother, and Robin’s grandmother’s, room. Martina seeing her grandson tried to sit up, but at the insistance of Robin and Liesel she stayed lying down, letting the drugs work to help her fight the strong flu that had taken parts of the city quite strongly. Talks carried on in Martina’s room for a few hours covering many topics from Robin’s life in Rheinland, to news of the Gallic war, to how Martina may of caught the flu, to even Robin’s love life. As the light outside faded and the inside lights too over Liesel and Robin let Martina have a rest as they moved to the living area to continue talks over dinner. It was here that Robin revealed the troubles he’s faced in making regular trips to Liberty and the dangers to his reputation with Rheinland he faces each time he comes close to crossing the boarders. So it was decided that they would work at getting Liesel and Martina moved to Freeport 5 or Gran Canaria, where the families history within the Zoner community would help ease the change. The rest of the night was quiet as was the next two days of his visit but towards the end, as Martina was starting to get better, Liesel and Robin revealed the plans to Martina who was pleased with the decision and with a big hug to Robin urged him to hurry with the plans. The next day after a reluctant goodbye Robin returned to the port where upon checking his messages he received intel of a great Rheinlandic push towards the border making any safe crossing for him unsafe. Checking some local delivery orders he took on a job to transport goods out to the Sigmas and set off aiming for Kusari.

The troublesome Kusarians:

Flying from Planet Erie to Ames wasn’t much of an issue. But from there Robin wasn’t prepared for what would come. He knew he needed to avoid Hogosha patrols but with his first trip into middle Kusari space he was unaware as to what was to come. Even off handed cryptic comments from some Zoners on Ames had him confused yet none the wiser. He would however become thankful a chance meeting upon Ames had him joining up with a small independant convoy heading to Wall Street Station. The convoy flew from Ames into Shikoku where the quick talking convoy leader held off the weapons of a Kusari Police checkpoint at the gate. Avoiding the lanes the convoy took to Oita and Wall Street within. Landing upon Wall Street Robin saw many a few sideways glance his way from a number of the Kusari locals upon the station and it was finally after receiving payment from the convoy leader was he advised as to the predicament he had fallen into. He now knew he was in the middle of a house with most people wanting him dead or arrested just because of his affiliations with the Junkers and their war with the apparently legal Hogosha of Kusari. His plans for his mother and gran were in danger and he had to work out a plan. Once more the convoy leader came to his help. As a show of thanks for carrying, what Robin now found out to be, contraband securely the Convoy leader sorted out a diversion for Robin. Robin was to fly to Honshu and await the call from a Golden Chrysanthemum raiding party whom would escort him to a blood dragon base for refueling. But from there the real diversion would occur. The raiding party would then cause a diversion around Akita Border Station overwhelming their scanners forcing the stations to divert power from long range yet less precise scanners to the highly precise short range scanners. In this moment of confusion Robin was to slip to the Sigma 13 jumphole, his ship either unnoticed or at the very least indistinguishable. From there Robin’s trip to Newport was uneventful as was his trip south into New Berlin.

The plans in action:

Admittedly Robin’s plans took a bit longer than he hoped to be granted. But within a month he was able to secure a three room flat upon Freeport 5 and Julius Schroner’s assistance and acceptance that Robin basing from there would further his actions with ALG in a quickened pace. A week later Robin started the journey that would lead him from Rheinland to Bretonia and Liberty beyond. A few days later Robin was loading a decoy consignment bound for Planet Cambridge, his mother and gran sitting comfortably with him in his cabin and daybed area. The trip to Cambridge went uneventful as was the quick jaunt down through the Omegas to Freeport 5. Their new home in this new stage in their life. But no sooner had they settled into their new home and their first meal together was Robin’s messager beeping with a new request from Julius. Obviously life has to go on.

The new life’s new change:

Days turned to weeks and they approached the first month anniversary of their life upon Freeport 5. Robin was very pleased with the continual improvement in his Gran’s health just as he was happy with the fact his mother was able to secure a part time position upon the Freeport to stave off the hours of nothingness that can occur. But one thing proceeded to dawn upon his understanding. As easily as it was for his gran and mother to assimilate into the Zoner way of life, due to Martina’s previous time upon Shasta in Baffin, it was difficult for Robin to feel properly at home. Maybe it was the slight cold shoulder he would receive a few times a day as various people would treat him like the Freeport local he was trying to become. Maybe it was the fact that he continued to label himself as a junker amongst Zoners even though he personally wasn’t sure he truly belonged as a junker anymore. These feelings continued to build till one day he couldn’t handle it anymore and booked a session with a local shrink. This meeting enabled him to open up and upon its conclusion he was adamant it was time for him to move on. Not from Freeport 5 but from his history as a junker. Filling a folder with handwritten info he loaded up his Voyager and set off to Wuppertal, an important meeting with Julius was needed.

To say Julius was concerned was an understatement. Julius had many worries but with Robin they were able to sort out each one and surmise a back up plan should any of Robin’s changes cause any troubles. And with their agreements confirmed Robin set off for Freeport 9 and the opportunity within. A day or so later Robin arrived home on Freeport 5 beaming a smile larger than anything Liesel had seen him with. Sitting in his rented ship dock was a Kestrel Freighter, while a zoner badge had replaced the junker badge upon his brown leather jacket. Robin Lowe, a junker from Freeport 5, was ready for the next stage: Robin Lowe, a zoner from Freeport 5.

“Robin Lowe: Freeport Five Zoner”

Robin kept trying to make his mark and secure his acceptance into the Freeport Five zoner way of life. For motivation he would confirm to himself that he is Robin Lowe, a Freeport Five Zoner. He would also introduce himself to others as a Freeport Five zoner more to confirm to himself his place than to give the others an understand of him, which quite frankly many wouldn’t care about which Freeport he called home.

To further his own position he tried to gain favour with the administration of the Freeport who gave Robin an opportunity. With the souring of the relationship between the TAZ and the Order spilling over to affect all zoner affiliates life was becoming hard for zoners in the eastern Omegas and Omicrons. After the issues were resolved and the aggressions between the Order and non-TAZ zoners eased the administration of Freeport Five sent Robin to accompany an assortment of freighter pilots to provide transportation assistance to the Order as a peace offering as such in a hope to mend the strained relationships in an accelerated manner. A few months passed of Robin being a whip for an Order contact upon Freeport 11 Robin was finally able to head back home.

Arriving back home Robin spent the week compiling a report for Julius back on Wuppertal to which he made a specific trip to give it to him. Julius was exceptionally excited to receive the intel and more importantly was intrigued to the intel pertaining to the goings on on Freeport 11 and the surrounding systems. Wanting more Julius tasked Robin to stick around Freeport 11 taking odd jobs as best as he could to gain as much intel on the area as possible. Restocking Robin heading home and onto Freeport 11.

The odd jobs to death.

One job lead onto another measly paying job onto another. But for Robin it was the intel he was interested on. Soon he found a man that was willing to pay a lot more for jobs he was needed done. Happy to take the increase in earnings he set out gaining the trust of the man. The further he delved the more he learnt how unstable the man was. The jobs he was being asked to do were very mundane but still had high pay and it soon became apparent to Robin the man was testing him and he decided to see how far it would go. After a few more weeks of basic tasks he received a hand written note from the bar tender.

        “Robby,

                You’ve helped me get what I needed more.

You took some time to prove you care for me and you are the only one to happily take a canister of water to Gran Canaria without question.

You have gained my trust so I trust you completely. I have something to ask you, and only you. Come see me after 10pm at Martin’s Gaming Cafe.

                                                -Oleg Bruft”

Heading to the gaming cafe he saw the guy he had been working for and approached him. Oleg seemed to be on drugs, his excitement level was barely contained, his adrenaline pulsing, heart rate up and eye dialated. Robin had never seen him like that but quick as a flash Oleg grabbed Robin’s arm and pulled him out a back door of the Cafe. Oleg dragged Robin to the docks hissing at him to keep quiet the whole way. Not sure what to do Robin decided to play along convincing Oleg he was coming williingly which resulted in Oleg letting go of his arm so the two could run faster. Reaching the dock Robin saw his Kestral parked beside a badly banged up Sabre. Oleg barked some orders and a few minutes later the two were heading northeast from Freeport 11 and into the Edge Nebula. Oleg finally revealed the mission which in turn revealed the objects of his desire and devotion. The two headed further into the cloud and after a while a ghostly object became faintly visible through the cloud. Oleg started giggling like an excited little girl and soon barked at Robin to keep himself alive and tractor in everything loose. While Robin was initially confused a second later when more than a dozen nomad ships appeared from the ghostly object. Seconds later the two of them were under attack. Oleg was going mental shooting down the nomads as quickly as he could and as they died he screamed at the dodging Robin to tractor in the remains. But soon the numbers of nomads started to grow exponentially. Realising their impending doom Robin tried to convince Oleg to run for safety. But Oleg’ was so obsessed with completing his mission he continued to refuse even when the numbers of nomads grew too large for any ship to withstand. Turning for home Robin hightailed it out of the area senses on fire as his fears and adrenaline soared. His fears intensified as he heard the screams and explosions of Oleg and his ship and he realised that the nomads would now turn on him. Dodging as quick as he can he struggled towards Freeport 11 with the nomads on his tail. As the damage grew he approached the Freeport only to see a Liberty Dreadnought uncloak infront of the station. Hostile warnings blared from the scanners indicating the dreadnought but the captain of the capital vessel immediately ordered his ship to come to Robin’s rescue. A few minutes of fireworks ensured as the capital ship dispatched with the pursuers saving Robin from the vacuum of space. The space clear of nomads the captain ordered a halt of the weapons and he sent a friendly message to Robin. The captain of the Liberty Dreadnought “The Cincinnati” soon started to share with Robin the history of the ship and it’s men and Robin returned the favour. After a peaceful farewell Robin docked with Freeport 11 needing repairs before returning to Freeport 11.

                        

Ships:

Robin.Lowe: Kestel Freighter. Was traded for his Voyager Freighter as he solidified his position as a Zoner instead of the Junker affiliations he held before. Used in his solo work and work for ALG.

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Robin,Lowe: Sunburst Freighter. Robin’s original pride and joy. That which gave him his escape from Erie, his near death (in space) from the hands of Xenos, and provided him the platform to prove his worth to the Congress and the Junkers in general. Was stored upon Valletta shipyard for a few weeks till he was able to employ a freelancer to fly him up so he can retrieve the Sunburst and fly it back to Liberty to store it on Planet Erie at a storage yard near his mother's home. With his family moving to Freeport 5 Robin’s plans for the Sunburst are up in the air, however he has a brief plan in his head to move it to Gran Canaria once he is able to secure a home upon there.

Robin:Lowe: Salvager. Upon starting to prove himself to the Junker Congress Robin was granted docking rights upon one of their bases the La Fortaleza. It was here he was invited to participate in a development programme with the Congress. This role would have him transporting goods but also they asked him to assist in the Premium Scrap Harvesting in southern Texas scrap fields. Unfortunately Robin didn’t have control of a ship capable of helping with the harvesting. However as soon as he told Marcus Marcus was over the moon. This was a chance for him to further his own standing with the Congress. It was at this point that Marcus loaned Robin his family’s personal Salvager, with one catch; Marcus’ son Isaac was to accompany Robin whenever he flew the Salvager. It is from here that Robin started his premium scrap harvesting for the congress. At present due to Robin’s frosting of his relationship with Marcus Robin has no idea of the location of the Salvager. Rumors he has heard upon Kreuzburg is that a young gun very similar in appearance to Issac crashed the salvager into an asteroid field in Texas and was towed to Allentown for repairs. Robin believes this to be the case and Marcus is repairing the salvager at home.

Zone of Activity:  (as at 25/01/16 ZOA needs updating so don’t really trust this atm)

Current:

Activity at the moment is based out of Freeport 5 in Omega 41, where his mother and gran now live and where he can easily execute his cargo shipments and his spywork for Julius. 

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Legend:

Green: Main operation areas.

Yellow: Infrequent tradepoints, but mainly a transit system.

Orange: Mainly avoided but may seldom be used as a tradepoint.

Red: Avoided to the best of his abilities. Through RP he may traverse the system in haste.

As can be seen Robin’s ZoA is focused in the following areas (Green):

Extended (infrequent) and transit systems are focused in the following areas (Yellow):


ZoA restriction reasonings:

Robin, while now a zoner and furthering his work with Julius, has his areas of operations influenced by his history as a Junker affiliation, his personal goals and beliefs and the restrictions that come from that.

As such Robin will try to avoid Kusari as most hate him there and he can’t even use his ALG connections to get him safe passage. Furthermore northern taus are too far off for realistic action, and nomad, Core and Order Omicrons are too dangerous in Robin’s mind. Due to him not sure as to his standing now with Marcus Robin will try to avoid Junker bases in Liberty and Bretonia due to the connections he knows Marcus holds.

Reputations:

Robin himself stated with only two Reps:

But he has a personal view of each house and the people within and this affects his actions (//and to the best of my ability his Rep matches this)

Liberty: Robin still has a bit of a soft spot for his house of origin. A number of his beliefs stem from what is taught in Liberty and this affects him to  varying degrees. Despite the Liberty Navy distrusting him due to his junker ties he still overall holds Liberty in reasonable high regard. More So the unlawful forces who, barring the hated Xenos, have helped him out.

LN: -0.3

LR,LH: +0.7

Xenos: -0.9

All other Lawfuls : +0.3

Rheinland: The land of his new opportunities. With his new hopes developing in this house and all people he’s met been positive about his ambitions to turn his life for the better Robin views the entire house with an uplifting smile.

ALG: +0.9

Everyone else: +0.7

Kusari: THe home of the Hogosha and many others that just want to arrest or shoot Robin just because he works for Hogosha’s public enemy. Only the GC and BD are those that he would consider helping but overall his view of Kusari is low. But his is of the mindset of don’t shoot me and I won’t upset you so this uneasy yet non-hostile ‘relationship’ between him and Kishiro and Samura is holding on rocky ground

BD, GC: -0.3

Samura, Kishiro: -0.55

Everyone Else: -0.9

Bretonia: The historic ally of Liberty. From what he was taught in school he still holds true. Holding the government in decent regard and the same to the corporations the government approves of, Robin also understands that his relationship to the Bretonian unlawfuls is something he needs to pay attention to. With no real pull towards any faction either side of the fence he is happy to walk the middle and is happy to take the best from each, run supplies for each and keep each on a neutral standing

Everyone: 0.0

Gallia: The evil threatening our worlds. Robin’s schooling has clouded any chance at the moment of a logical argument for and against teaming up with Gallia. From junker history he’s learnt he’s again not wanting to entertain any thoughts positive for Gallia. If it flies a Gallic flag it’s a ship to shoot or avoid in Robin’s mind. Only the Council (and the groups working with them) is the exception but he is still not fully comfortable with them and still is hesitant to do anything with them.

Council and assistive factions: -0.5

Everyone Else: -0.9

Hispania: From his work with .:j:. and the cardi runs Robin still believes they accept him but he is a touch hesitant to approach their homelands for fear incidents may happen again. All in all though he still sees them as a powerful associate. As to the Corsairs he understands he is still building the relationship there and understands that if his connection with Julius and the work they’re doing is found out he may be dead within a few days.

OC: +0.7

CO: -0.3 (and growing)

Others: obviously from his family’s history and his new home on Freeport 5 Robin thinks highly of the Zoners.

Zoners: +0.9

As to many of the non-house aligned but lawful corporations he has no personal preference, except maybe for IMG to which he is more favourable as they frequently work with ALG

IMG: +0.3

All others: 0.0

The Bounty Hunter guild is one he is weary of. He knows it’s unlikely he will end up in their list of targets but he’s not 100% confident in that, nor confident they will not swipe at him just for previously flying Junker colours:

BHG: -0.3

With the BHG Core and Order he’s not encountered so his view are neutral as are his views of AI now his anger at his ex wife has subsided. Also he’s not encountered the Coalition as yet but will likely view them based upon the reception he receives.

Above all else Nomads are death and your guns are your only defence!