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[color=CDC9C9][i]Photoshoot of Alex during a test on human behavioural changes derived from different intakes of martian wine.[/i][/color]

[b][color=95b7ff]Name:[/color][/b]
[color=CDC9C9]Alessandro Minghetti[/color]

[b][color=95b7ff]Age:[/color][/b]
[color=CDC9C9]27[/color]

[b][color=95b7ff]Gender:[/color][/b]
[color=CDC9C9]Male[/color]

[b][color=95b7ff]Profession:[/color][/b]
[color=CDC9C9]Quartermast[/color]

[b][color=95b7ff]Nationality & Affiliation:[/color][/b]
[color=CDC9C9]Italian, E.U.[/color]

[b][color=95b7ff]Birth Planet/Station:[/color][/b]
[color=CDC9C9]B.A.S.S.[/color]

[b][color=95b7ff]Appearance:[/color][/b]
[color=CDC9C9]Unlike his brother, who received the stereotypical physical attributes of the mediterranean men, Alessandro grew as big and imposing as an oak tree trunk, tall and with quick movements, all thanks to their shared swedish ancestry. He is neither fit nor chubby, but stands at an equilibrate position within the two, which allows him to look decent with most types of clothes. His squarish and stalwart-looking face is mostly soft on the eyes, with a goatie surrounding his mouth and a stubble running along the jawline; costantly scanning the surroundings, a couple of smart and luminous blue eyes move under a pair of light eyebrows, restless yet vigilant as those of a witty prey - or predator. Spiky short blond hair sit on top of his ample forehead, aboundant on his forearm and chest as well.[/color]

[b][color=95b7ff]Strengths:[/color][/b] 
[i][color=95b7ff]Primary-[/color][/i] [color=CDC9C9]As anyone who knows him would tell you, he is highly poliedric. Capable of mostly anything, from basic knowledge of computer fuctioning and code-writing to exotic cooking or janitor tasks, he excells in resources micromanagement and logistic disposition of assets. Don't ask him to repair your lamp or broken mug, though. Just- don't, for your own good.[/color]

[i][color=95b7ff]Secondary-[/color][/i] [color=CDC9C9]Alex is a naturally diplomatic and rational person. Having been nominated for three following years class president in high-school, having roleplayed in the European CG simulation program, having worked in the most different situations during his "hobo" years, he's able to read most characters and flesh out the right kind of approach for several different kinds of personalities.
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[i][color=95b7ff]Tertiary-[/color][/i] [color=CDC9C9]His med-school years, despite how rowdy and unstable they were, left him the rudiments of medical aid, human biology and anatomy, as well as some notions of microbiology. This knowledge may prove worthy of interest in the future.[/color]

[b][color=95b7ff]Weaknesses:[/color][/b]
[i][color=95b7ff]Primary-[/color][/i] [color=CDC9C9]He is quite prone to hyper-ventilate in outer space. His natural claustrophilia makes him the perfect space crew member and the worse open-field worker, or, to put it in more actual terms, the worst outer spacecraft repairer. Add to that his ineptitude at using any tool which isn't used for cooking and you got all the ingredients for a sugar-free disaster.[/color]

[i][color=95b7ff]Secondary-[/color][/i] [color=CDC9C9]Despite having learnt how to correctly point a gun for self-defence purposes, his skills with bigger, nastier or flashier weapons are literally non-existent. He is no more experienced with armed battle than an emergency militia in the end.[/color]

[i][color=95b7ff]Tertiary-[/color][/i] [color=CDC9C9]The years he spent as a wandering space hobo made him lose much of the faith he had in humanity. He has difficulties at fully trusting people, and generally feels like the whole universe is purposefully hostile. Not of much truble in normal conditions, but emergency situations may reveal even more taxing for him, expecially due to the trust costrictions of the chain of command.
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[b][color=95b7ff]Personality[/color][/b]
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[b][color=95b7ff]History:[/color][/b] 
[color=CDC9C9]Despite having an European citizenship, Alessandro was never born in any of the countries making up the confederation, or on Earth if that's the matter. His mother, Elena, a trainee agricultural genetist hired for an iternship at that time, gave birth to him on one of the many BASS stations orbiting the planet. "Delivered among the stars" would be a rendundant phrase that would accompaign him across many birthdays, costantly repeated by his grandparents, phanatics of centuries old sci-fi telefilms and videogames. 

He grew up on the surface, in his mother's hometown in the Tuscan countryside. However, five years after Alessandro was delivered, a new family member appeared on the scene, and his parents decided to move into a greater urban center to offer better opportunities and education for both of their children. As time passed their natural affinities developed, taking them to different paths and forcing both of them, one after another, to leave the parental nest. 

Alessandro attended med-school at university for two years, until he decided to be fully fed up with the static surface life, enrolling into a colonial program on Mars. For three years he continued to switch jobs, from cargo space driver to financial entrependeur personal assistant, acquiring social and technical soft skills nobody would have taught him back in his cozy apartment on Earth. In the end, he returned to Florence, where he completed his studies and, through intermediation of his brother, managed to snatch several official contracts on European vessels. 

Seeing an opportunity into the recent black-out of the Willman station, Alessandro submitted his curriculum to the authorities and was hired as Quartermaster. 
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[b][color=95b7ff]Family:[/color][/b] 
[color=#cfdeff]Giovanna Paranzo and Davide Minghetti - Grandparents - Retired - Vinci, EU
Mattia Minghetti - Father - Liceum Teacher - Firenze, EU
Elena Quintaluce - Mother - Genetist - Firenze, EU
Lorenzo Minghetti - Younger Brother - E.U. Bureaucrat - Brussels, EU[/color]
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