[url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/129835-the-altenian-nexus/ooc]The Altenian Nexus[/url]

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[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=0D6D83][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=0D6D83]Name:[/color][/b] Thomas Jacob Fisher
[b][color=0D6D83]Aliases:[/color][/b] Tom, Chief
[b][color=0D6D83]Age:[/color][/b] 28
[b][color=0D6D83]Race:[/color][/b] Human (Mars Born)
[b][color=0D6D83]Gender:[/color][/b] Male
[b][color=0D6D83]Rank:[/color][/b] T-4
[b][color=0D6D83]Crystal:[/color][/b] Yellow Crystal
[b][color=0D6D83]Languages:[/color][/b] Earth Common, GTC Common, Altenian Common

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[hr][h3][b][i][color=0D6D83][center]Appearance[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=0D6D83]Height:[/color][/b] 6'1"
[b][color=0D6D83]Weight:[/color][/b] 195lbs
[b][color=0D6D83]Build:[/color][/b] Muscular, Athletic
[b][color=0D6D83]Eyes:[/color][/b] Blue
[b][color=0D6D83]Hair:[/color][/b] Dark Blonde
[b][color=0D6D83]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] White
[b][color=0D6D83]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b] Shrapnel scars along left arm and torso
[b][color=0D6D83]Personal Style:[/color][/b] When he's on duty and around the tower, Tom is generally seen in his security uniform, a deep navy blue combat BDU with brown fingerless gloves and boots. However, when he's off duty and in a more private setting, Tom is generally more content with simple clothes, t-shirts and jeans, or at the most a nice pair of trousers and a buttoned shirt. He is generally fairly relaxed with his personal style, and has been noted to wander around in his workout gear from time to time, or even pajamas.

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[hr][h3][b][i][color=0D6D83][center]Psychology[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[i][color=0D6D83][center]Professional * Isolated * Humble * Distrusting[/center][/color][/i]

[b][color=0D6D83]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Heterosexual
[b][color=0D6D83]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Single
[b][color=0D6D83]Personality:[/color][/b] Tom generally puts his work before all other things. A workaholic of sorts, he rarely spares time for personal exploits, and can be more often be found in his room on a friday night doing paperwork or whatever could classify for work, as opposed to going to a bar or out with coworkers. An incredibly professional and disciplined person, Tom is not exactly a stickler for regulation, but he sticks to it more than others, and knows how to maintain a professional attitude.

Tom is a very humble individual, and very rarely speaks highly of himself, or even really accepts praise, reward, or compliment that he believes is undue. He is not self-deprecating to any degree, and is aware of his skills and achievements, but he refuses to be boastful, or even prideful. Unfortunately, partially due to some past trauma, Tom isolates himself from others generally, and is reluctant to engage in meaningful conversation or relationships with those he meets. It is difficult to crack the surface with Tom, but there is much beneath to be found.
[b][color=0D6D83]Habits:[/color][/b] Knuckle Cracking, Morning run around the perimeter of the tower every day at 6AM
[b][color=0D6D83]Hobbies:[/color][/b] Cooking, Running
[b][color=0D6D83]Fears:[/color][/b] 
[list][*] Loud Noises (Explosions, Fireworks)
[*] Falling
[*] Tight, Enclosed Spaces
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[b][color=0D6D83]Likes:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Music 
[*] Watching old movies 
[*] Cats
[*] Long drives/flights
[*] Cold Weather
[*] Helping Others
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[b][color=0D6D83]Dislikes:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Laziness
[*] Crowds
[*] Nosey people
[*] Arrogance
[*] Relaxing
[*] Easy Work
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[b][color=0D6D83]General Skills:[/color][/b] 
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[*] Piloting (Small Craft)
[*] Running
[*] Climbing
[*] Swimming
[*] Maintenance (Basic vehicle)
[*] Driving
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[b][color=0D6D83]GTC Skills:[/color][/b] 
[list][*] Pistols
[*] Rifles
[*] Hand-to-Hand
[*] Leadership (Military/Security)
[*] Emergency Search & Rescue
[*] Basic Telekinesis
[*] Crystal-enhanced Demolitions
 
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[b][color=0D6D83]Possessions:[/color][/b]  
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[*] Black Cat named "Winston"
[*] Workout Equipment/Gear
[*] Military Dress Uniform - Never Worn
[*] A few pairs of casual clothes
[*] Guitar
[*] Collection of old photos, mostly military
[*] Dim Yellow Crystal
[*] Medal for Valour
[*] [url=http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/halo/images/7/7b/H5G_Render_Magnum-M6H2.png/revision/latest?cb=20150704094943]Titan Industries PDS-7[/url]
[*] [url=http://www.styleofspeed.com/images/air/speeder/bike/Speeder%20Bike%20001.jpg]Dragonfly Speeder Bike[/url]
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[hr][h3][b][i][color=0D6D83][center]History[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]

Born to a rural colonist family on Mars, Tom did not have a particularly big exposure to the world when he was quite young, and his ability as a Talent was not properly recognized until he'd begun his education. Taken in by GTC, his training began. Tom did not particularly struggle with his training, but he certainly did not flourish either, the abilities of a Talent did not come wholly easily to him, and he had to truly work to be able to make use of his Talents. The Talents he did pick up, and rather easily compared to others, were those surrounding fighting.

Tom got involved in plenty of fights with his fellow students, generally bigger ones who were picking on the smaller students or the slower learners, he disliked bullies and liked to show it by kicking their ass, both with and without his Talents. There was no doubt that considering this, Tom would go on to join the military, and he did so immediately after his training was completed. His own military training went far more smoothly than his Talent education, already an active and fit individual, Tom picked up the more military aspects, including weaponry and combat, like a natural.

Due to his significant aptitude, combined with his position as a Talent of reasonable ability, Tom was placed in charge of a unit of HADST (High Orbit Drop Shock Troopers), a special forces unit which specialized in rapid deployment, and engagement behind enemy lines. Tom spent the next six years of his life on numerous operations, serving with relative distinction against insurrectionist and hostile alien fighters across many worlds. The operation for which Tom would become best known for, would also happen to be his last. 

The mission was a high-risk one, Tom and his unit were deployed with a T1-ranked Talent on the planet of Robor, one which was predominantly under the control of Separatists. The remaining GTC military forces on the planet were protecting a number of civilians, but had no way to evacuate, as the towers were under Separatist control, and so their ships could not leave the system. Tom and his unit pushed deep into enemy lines to take the tower, and held it while the Talent helped the civilians and troops escape. By the time evac arrived for their team, Tom was the only survivor of the mission, and he was awarded an esteemed medal of valour for his efforts.

Retiring from active service shortly after, Tom had little idea of what he was going to do for work, as his military pension would only support him so far. He decided to take up an offer from the GTC to lead a security team at the tower on Altenia. Figuring it would be a welcome change of pace, and a far more relaxing job, he took it.

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[hr][h3][b][i][color=0D6D83][center]Extras[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=0D6D83]Character Quote:[/color][/b] "You get hurt, hurt 'em back, you get killed, walk it off."
[b][color=0D6D83]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_cgiKevlNQo]Of Monsters and Men - Winter Sound[/url]
[b][color=0D6D83]Anything Else:[/color][/b] [hider=DTB Intro][center][h1][color=68979B]Jeremy Bennet[/color][/h1]
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[center][color=68979B][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Block Party
[color=68979B][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Detective Gregory [@Lady Amalthea][/center]

Jeremy hated parties where he didn't know anybody. He hated parties where he didn't quite feel like he fit in. Hell, Jeremy really just hated parties, the music, the drinks, the conversation, the people, the setting, all of it, it was all just so... [i]Normal.[/i] Jeremy well and truly hated how dull the past few months had been since he got out of prison, no gunfights, no scaling cliff-faces or spelunking ancient temples and archaeological gold-mines for loot, none of that. Instead, he got this. A block party, at a place he'd only moved into a week or two ago, he still had barely anything in his apartment, a TV, computers, and boxes of files and parchments with the occasional trinket. A block party where he was standing alone, in a cheap pair of nicer trousers and shoes, a buttoned blue shirt and a black sweater, sipping a beer.

[i]Normal.[/i]

The thought bit at Jeremy's ears like an eager lover looking for attention, prompting the man to take a long drink of the beer in his hand, and turn over the coin in his hand. It was a Spanish Doubloon, 18th Century, a good luck charm he'd picked up on one of his first expeditions in Mexico. He carried it with him everywhere, counted it as explanation for his immense luck, and if it wasn't good for that, it was at the very least good as a conversation starter. However that evening it was certainly seeming to be good for a whole lot of nothing. No conversation had been started, no luck had been needed, and all Jeremy had done up to that point was stand there, drink, shift the coin between his fingers and watch everyone that was there. He was only there because he figured it would seem odd if he was not, and because he knew who would be there, the woman he'd discovered was the partner of the deceased Peyton.

He set his eyes on her, JD Mason, he'd done a little research, knew she worked for Channel four and lived in one of the apartments next door, and that she had been Peyton's partner... That was about it. He was really rushing through this whole thing, but he didn't particularly want to miss out like he had a few years ago in Mexico City. He was about to move over when a figure passed right in front of him and picked up a drink, murmuring something about 'Parasites'. It didn't take Jeremy too long to piece things together, this was the detective who'd been speaking to the journalists and reporters, he'd looked into him as well, though didn't know a great deal in relation to him, either. 

Deciding to put off approaching Mason, Jeremy moved after the detective and quickly finished his beer, replacing it one from the table that the detective had grabbed his own drink from, popping the cap off and glancing over to him with as charming of a smirk as he could produce. [color=68979B][b]"Not a fan of the press, Detective?"[/b][/color] He played off his comment in the most lax manner that he was able, simply trying to start a conversation for now, if he was going to get any information out of the Detective, he was going to have to butter him up first, after all. He just hoped something would happen that would let him do something other than mingle, other than getting information. It was the right setting, the right time, something [i]had[/i] to happen.

[i]Anything but normality.[/i][/hider]

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