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[quote=Cam Tuko][color=FFFA63][b]“Luck isn't the only reason I've made it this far--so follow my lead, or we're both going to end up dead in a hurry. Don't know about you, but I'm not ready for that just yet.

... And stay out of my fuckin' head, yeah?”[/b][/color][/quote][/CENTER]
[h3]Personal Dossier[/h3][hr][sub][color=FFFA63][b]Name[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Camus Porter Tuko[/indent]
[sub][color=FFFA63][b]Age[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]19[/indent]
[sub][color=FFFA63][b]Gender[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Male[/indent]
[sub][color=FFFA63][b]Origin[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Evis, Epsilon Eridani System[/indent]
[sub][color=FFFA63][b]Appearance[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Camus is a bit lanky, standing at 6'1" with a lean build. He has the distinct combination of bright blue eyes and blonde hair, the latter of which is kept at a medium length and is more often than not a bird's nest atop his head. His skin is fair to match his eyes and hair.

He usually dresses in uniforms to standard. Despite the formal wear, however, he carries himself rather lax. His hands are often in his pockets, his eyelids half-closed as though he's ready for a nap, and his general body language being very relaxed. Even when he gets heated, he won't appear much more aggressive than that. When he [i]is[/i] dressing casual, he'll stick to dress pants and shirts, though will wear them much more comfortably--loose tie, sleeves unbuttoned and rolled up, a jacket on his shoulders if it's suitably cold, and the like.[/indent]
[sub][color=FFFA63][b]Personality[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Steadfast and even-tempered--with a slight, ever-constant lean towards the aloof side of things--Camus is difficult to get a reaction from beyond relatively subtle facial expressions. Despite this, he's a surprisingly good 'people person.' He has an easy time reading others, and intuitively understands how he can best interact with them in almost any given moment. Grossly empathetic, he is quick to be burdened by the troubles of those around him, and has developed a bit of a self-sacrificial nature; he hides this under his subdued personality and oft purposefully mildly abrasive rebukings directed towards squadmates for doing things he considers stupid (especially in regards to piloting valkyrie). It's not something he enjoys doing, but accepts the trade of temporarily hurt feelings in favour of better pilots--it's what will keep them all alive, after all, and though it's not something he'll make an announcement out of, the last thing he wants to see is his comrades injured or killed. He always quietly watches out for people, and therefore isn't keen on taking shit when it comes to the life-or-death situations pilots often find themselves in.

By the same token, Camus is also quick to direct blame coming from authority figures towards himself, and is harder on himself than anyone else. Having always focused on being a Physical Coordinator, his eventual assignment as a Tactical Coordinator instead shook things up. Still not used to the role, he's prone to anxiety, though he can ignore it when he's doing his job--and somewhat when he's not, with the help of cigarettes and alcohol. His position as TC has begun to grow on him, however. While he doesn't have delusions of grandeur, the thought of being a 'hero' of sorts is appealing to him. This stems from his desire to help and protect those around him, and so the rarer nature of those with the aptitude to be TCs and the role's heavier focus on being an overseer of the battlefield is slowly becoming a point of pride for the boy, beyond the already massive privilege of being one of the very few in the universe to be able to pilot a valkyrie to begin with. It's a duty he takes seriously, despite his flaws. Along with his willingness to put himself in danger for the sake of others, and a lack of qualms with what he must do for that goal, it makes him a good--if sometimes terrifying--soldier to have on your side.

The boy has his insecurities, like any other young adult. Not particularly excelling in any real skills in comparison to the other valkyrie candidates leaves him wondering if he's really good enough to be assigned to such a powerful weapon, and he has fears of bringing others down due to this percieved lack of talents. What he does have, however, is that unbending drive of his, pushing him forward even in the most hopeless situations, and even capable of turning him into a demon possessed to accomplish his goals. Borderline psychopathic levels of willpower can make up for a lot, but it also brings with it it's own set of complications.[/indent]
[sub][color=FFFA63][b]Background Information[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Though it'd be difficult to gather from looking at him now, Camus comes from the slums on the outskirts of a megacity on the terminal line of the tidally-locked planet Evis. He'd be much quicker to call the place a 'shithole' rather than 'home.' 

Still completely uncertain what happened to his parents, he only has the vaguest memories of them that stick with him. Minor conflicts (relative to the great space battles going on in the galaxy around him) around the slum he was born in forced him and the rest of the population to relocate. Following a group of children of various ages, the then five-cycle old Camus found himself in the lower streets of the city's more modern downtown. 

Learning quickly that no one cared about him but himself, the boy fought for scraps to keep himself alive. The literal underside of the sprawling city was left mostly to its own devices by official authority, the problem of lawlessness too far gone to neatly fix in any reasonable amount of time. It was during his time spent here that Camus first learned what it was like to take another's life. First it happened indirectly through theft, when he took what little food a random man had left. When the boy had returned a few days later to see if he could nab anything more from the man, he found a lifeless body. 

Not long after, Camus found himself in a conflict with a boy a few years older--one of the ones who had run from the same slums. The boy had caused plenty of trouble for Camus in that time, and this fight was particularly heated and nasty. Survival instinct drove Camus to make sure the boy (as well as the small crew of his that witnessed the fight) would never bother him again. In fact, after the fight, that small crew began to answer to him when any of them ran into him, which was interesting, though not something he ever asked for. Despite their pasts with each other, he found himself beginning to care for them, his nature fighting against everything the world had taught him thus far.

At the age of nine, Camus caught wind of Kalian Cyris, and with him knowledge of the existence of valkyries. The story completely captured his imagination. For the first time, Camus had someone he looked up to--and a desire to go beyond the streets he lived in. The stars began calling for him, and dreams of piloting a valkyrie like Cyris helped his sleep.

Opportunity first came knocking two cycles later in the form of violence and tragedy, as it tended to. Camus had finally angered the wrong sort of people; a group of [i]real[/i] criminals tracked him down, and killed at least two of the boys in his 'crew.' Camus himself was kept alive, the men seeing value in having him work for them. Of course, the boy wasn't very onboard with this at first, but upon learning that 'working for them' meant moving around space in a ship, he warmed up to it. He still hated the men, of course, but he'd learned to take the good with the bad in life.

He lived for the next half-dozen years as essentially a child soldier for this militaristic criminal group. Forced nearly daily to do things that completely went against his moral compass, the boy came close to losing it multiple times; it was here he really learned to kill emotions, and to do what needed to be done to keep himself alive. Though he was even assigned one of the few mechs the organization had, it became difficult for him to continue dreaming of being like Kalian Cyris--after all, it was hard to imagine Cyris being an active part of heinous criminal activities, even if it wasn't something Camus really had a say in.

At age seventeen, the group he was with had a bloody encounter with a Confederate force that vastly outmatched the. Camus fought in his mech for some time, before realizing that this event could be his ticket out of his current life. The boy turned his guns on his captors (one of the many acts of his that still haunt him), managing to surrender and exit the unit he was piloting before being blown to pieces. 

Over the next months, Camus made his case, knowing imprisonment for his connection with the criminal organization was likely. The key may have been his performance in that decisive encounter, as an offer was made to him: if he attended Taiyōtawa's academy, he'd be put on probation rather than jailed. Of course, this was the easiest decision in his life, so the boy accepted and then excelled.

While his conscious was far too stained for him to ever aspire to be like Cyris, he worked himself to the bone to be able to pilot a valkyrie, and begin to make up for the damage he had been forced to do to the lives of others.

It didn't take long for his potential as a Tactical Coordinator to be revealed, and the powers that be forced him onto that path despite his requests. Camus was none too happy about this to begin with, but as he began to distance himself further from the ideal of Cyris he held in his mind, he began to grow into the role of TC.

Camus has never really had a place to call home--shockingly, the Academy is the most stable enviroment he's been in, and due to this, he's been quick to become attached to it and the people he works with. The interactions he has here are incredibly normal compared to what he's become used to, which has taken adjustments on his part. Most difficult of all has been a sort of pressure to open up to others, especially his partner, which he's not too keen on--the boy takes pride in his ability to remain level-headed, but if someone were to see beneath the surface, they'd quickly find out what a nervous wreck he is, even if he never lets that affect his performance.[/indent]
[h3]Attributes & Other Information[/h3][hr][sub][color=FFFA63][b]Coordinator Type[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Tactical[/indent]
[sub][color=FFFA63][b]Coordination Profile[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent][b]Awareness[/b] | ■■■□□
[b]Composure[/b] | ■■■■■
[b]Endurance[/b] | ■■□□□
[b]Instinct[/b] | ■■■□□
[b]Intellect[/b] | ■■□□□
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