Name: James Parks
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Physical Description: James is six foot two. He is broad shouldered and muscular. He is very tan at the moment, mainly on his face, since he tanned around his Army uniform. He has a messed up right knee. It is scared and usually has a knee brace on it. James is sensitive about his injury and tries to hide it as best as he can. He has a tattoo on his right back shoulder that has his squad crest and squad names on it. He also has a tattoo over his heart that has the gun and helmet memorial with the names and death dates on it. So far there are three names. James has black eyes and short dark brown hair that he keeps at a military buzz cut. (He can't help himself)
Personality: James is a pretty easy going guy most of the time. He's fiercely loyal to his squad and has tendencies to place their wants over his. He likes to hang out with people and joke around. When he's on the job, he's focused. Really focused. To the point that he can sometimes alienate people. He doesn't like people who try to tell him what not to do. He's stubborn enough that if someone tells him not to do it, he'll do it just to be annoying. James is happy with his life at the moment. He tries to believe the best about people and it usually disappointed when they fail to live up to his standards.
Family: James was born to his mother, Darian. He has a younger sister named Linda who was born two years after him. Linda looks up to James and is the only one in his family that he'll talk to. His father left when James was fourteen and was never seen from again. Angrily at the world, James enlisted himself into the Army at the age of seventeen. His mother unwillingly signed the papers for underage entry. The only reason why she did was that he said if she did not sign, he'd do something worse. The Army was good for James. It gave him stability he hadn't had since his father left. He loved being in the Army until he was given an honorable discharge after being crippled in the line of duty. After he came back home when he was twenty five, having seen eight years of service, he found himself unable to adapt to civilian life. He thought about joining the local police, but he couldn't pass their physical. So he became a private investigator at the age of twenty six. He has been a P.I. for almost a year now.
Weapons: A small handgun (Ruger)
Skills: James is a good investigator. He's good at following paper trails and people. He knows how to drive most vehicles and keep them in good repair. He's also good with guns.