Name: Doctor Marco Zeppeli Nickname: Blanco Age: 26 Gender: M Appearance: Marco stands at an impressive 6'2" contrary to his rather diminutive stature in his youth. He sports a large bulky frame which is self evident in any attire he would choose to wear though it does not completely draw the eye away that he visibly round and wide around the hips with a slight gut pushing ever so slightly against the fabric of his clothing. He is not one to be considered fat as much as he is endomorphic but his transparently portly nature is recognizable, he may enjoy keeping in shape as much as he can but his schedule robs him of cardio. A well groomed goatee and moustache fall upon his upon his oval jawline failing to hide the dimples when he smiles, which is often. His curly mess of hair complements his deep brown eyes and deep olive complexion. He typically wears the common doctor garbs, white button up shirt with a red tie under the standard white coat along with matching black slacks and oddly enough sneakers as his preferred footwear. Background: Draws origin from the Caribbean Islands, in particular Dominican Republic. Lived to the age of 10 with a relatively content if not under privileged childhood, most in his neighborhood did not have much and he was no exception so he took the simple inability to gain material desires to heart and never really pestered for much. Eventually his parents registered his incredible temperance in never pestering for things they could not provide as most children are known to do. The guilt of not being able to provide luxuries for their child led them to allow him to live with his Aunt and Uncle in Italy where he could obtain a better living, and for a while, he did. He'd picked up language skills and academic opportunities he'd only thought were for the more privileged kids. His altruistic nature shone through as he showed an interest in medicine because of his desire to help others whenever possible. He'd found his ways to some of the most prestigious colleges in the country for his field showing remarkable aptitude so much so that despite his origin from a low income family he was able to obtain scholarships to breeze through most normally crippling charges. His expedient climb through his studies allowed the idea of joining the Space program to be come into play, this was not an opportunity he would not soon refuse. As one of more relatively new members to join the ranks he's still learning to find his way around along with being with what most would consider the most brilliant minds the Earth has to offer, the chance alone is almost too much for his humble existence. Personality: Aluino is a compassionate man who pursued all he could in the what he knows for the purpose of bettering the lives of those he comes across. He prefers to keep rather subdued and let his acts of good will speak for him and his temperament, mainly because he is not that great of a conversationalist and will often times avoid having to go into extended talks with another. Despite this he finds himself most comfortable when talking to a patient. Attempt to strike up a normal conversation, he might seize up, come to him with a broken leg and he is a regular social butterfly. EXO suit: [b]Asclepius[/b] Equipped with the greatest EXO Space program technology for the express purpose of custom fitting to Marco, Asclepius stands at a massively impressive nine feet tall to match it's owner's own physical proportions. The exterior is a thick titanium shell with strategic points allowing the plating to shift at delicate joints in order for the EXO to execute even the most gentlest of procedures with startling accuracy. A twice layered polymer mesh lies underneath the plating to offer a strong basis to the foundation of the colossal construct. The act of shifting the plates on the back of the knee's of the skeleton has the weakness of reduced protection and in turn larger susceptibility to damage or corrosive material but allows it to sprint at an impressive pace for an EXO of it's size, essential for quick arrival to a downed or wounded companion. The hands are afforded special attention as they are set with extremely powerful magnetic fields which can be switched at will in order to allow movement of an ally EXO should it be incapacitated the strength of Asclepius and the use of the magnetic bonding allows for firm holds for emergency transportation. Small 1x1 inch Plasma cutters are adorned at the wrist should an ally need to be freed from and EXO that is unsalvageble and they are unable to escape under their own power. Asclepius contains a fair sized compartment behind the cock pit capable of storing both him and second body should a patient require immediate medical attention procedures can be performed on the field. A porous design was in laid with the lining of the EXo allowing it to emit aromatic anesthetic at will or concentrated burst which can render those in range into a unconscious state. The inclusion of such features makes Aluino's EXO have little in the way of direct offensive capability Work skill: Medic Personal weapons: Sedative syringes. Pistol loaded with sedative ammunition. Scalpel. Semi-automatic pistol. Survival gear: -Medical kit: Everything from sutures to anesthetic to provide with medical activity at any given time. -Log recorder RP example: How would he react? He certainly wouldn't appreciate his choice as it wasn't in his monetary gain but Marco would have to explain to him that this was the opportunity some of his field could only dream about. A nice pinch in the rear would be nice to confirm that he wasn't in fact dreaming, in fact no whoever had their proverbial bottom pinching fingers at the ready should hold them so that he could enjoy this dream for at least five more minutes. He'd been one for flights of fancy in his earlier youth but his line of work demanded he'd be as focused as a race horse, but even then, daydreaming was still as enjoyable as it was those years ago in 5th grade. It never got old. Marco rounded the corner of pristine white hallways that glittered with glow as if it were fully aware and proud of it's own shine. No one procrastinated here and the janitors were no exception, he would have to make sure to bid them farewell before his leaving as well. They'd probably literally made the floors clean enough to eat off of and should Marco ever be so financially bad off to not afford a plate for food he knew he could always come back and eat right off this floor. Gurneys stacked parallel to each other thankfully with no occupants giving the silent hospital floor a serene hospitable vibe. Seeing the small note on the side of door he'd been headed to he hung his head. Here it was, time to face the music and announce his departure to the one who would be most upset about it. The door swung open silently on well oiled hinges as Marco quietly made his way in hoping the person in question would be sleeping. One look at the smile on the young child's face showed him that hope was futile. The child's head turned to him almost in perfect conjunction to the door swinging open and his beaming smile came soon after he discovered it was Marco "Come to show me more Superman stuff?" He asked eagerly using his hands to support himself sitting up. "Haha, of course. Why else would I be here?" Marco replied hoping not to incite the bad news just yet. "You're always here when I need you, that's cause people like Superman always knew when bad stuff is happening." Marco took a few slow steps to the child's bedside "What bad thing happened? Are you alright?" His typical worrisome self surfaced at the mention of a problem, he instinctively checked the vitals displayed on the monitor which hooked into the child who appeared to barely be six years of age. He hadn't heard any erratic spikes in his condition from the nurses, now Marco was truly curious as to what problem may have surfaced. "The TV is broken." The child pointed to the television set left ceiling corner of the room. The revelation of such a silly dilemma brought Marco to let out a hardy laugh as he reached for the controller too far for the boy to reach himself and turned it on. "Oh you fixed it!" "Yeah, sure I did, haha." The child was enthusiastic about the program now presented on the screen so much so that he'd ceased making eye contact with Marco. Good he thought, then the news of his departure would be easier to deliver. He paused for a moment, how he would choose to say this would be vital. RP theme song: I got nothing for now. I'm so sorry this took so long for me to post!