Name:Scott Valentine
Callsign: Heartbreak
Age: 35
Sex: Male
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 105kg
Nationality: American
Aircraft: ASF-14 Super Tomcat (Pilot)
Appearance:
Fit, medium-muscular build with a rugged, angular face and short dirty-blond hair. Fairly lanky arms and legs. Seems to have an almost-constant quiet smile on his face, and a twinkle in his eyes when he's happy and mischevious. Very expressive face, and uses a lot of gestures and body-language in communication. Tends to wear rugged clothing off-duty, such as work-shirts over a T-shirt with pop culture or band names, and cargo trousers or jeans and high-top sneakers or boots. Black tribal design tattoo on right shoulder and neck, stretching to just above the elbow. US Navy tattoo on left forearm. Permanent 5'o'clock shadow.
Flight helmet has a red-white checkerboard pattern.
Eye colour: Grey
Hair colour: Dirty Blond
Likes:
- Rock music (especially classic rock)
- Muscle cars
- Hamburgers
- Reading
- Classic movies (especially action or sci-fi)
Dislikes:
- Pretentiousness
- Bad weather
- Meat-free foods
- Bad movies
- Most modern music
Personality:
Scott is almost terminally relaxed at most times. He has a slow-burning temper, which is exacerbated by certain triggers: namely cruel, abuse and aggression against others who can't defend themselves. He is a man of strong morals and ideals, and wears his heart on his sleeve.
Always trying to do the 'right thing', he often clashes with others and their principles, but always seeks to mediate conflicts, and to provide an optimistic and hopeful outlook. Despite this, he is not one to back down when force is called for, and has no compunction about executing orders when required, especially against those who have abused positions of power and influence, or have preyed upon the weak and helpless.
He loves to fly, and is especially fond of his Tomcat, despite its' roots being in a 1960's-era design. This probably comes from his general love for 'classic' things, such as older cars, movies, and music. He is equally excited by new developments, but believes strongly in learning from the past.
He is somewhat unsure about his posting as commander of the Black Knights, but is dedicated to doing his best. He approaches his command with a laid-back and informal style, but expects everyone to do their part for the group. His RIO, St. Helen, supports him strongly in his role, and often offers her services to talk over problems.
Personal History:
Scott was born in the late 70's, the younger of two brothers by five years. His father had served in the Vietnam war, and while he did not talk extensively about his experiences, he did occasionally tell stories as Scott and his brother Michael grew up, as did many of his friends who visited often. Both brothers were set on the idea of military service.
The Third World War came along, and upset many of their plans. Their father, now promoted to a desk-job for the Navy, was constantly away from home. Michael enlisted in the US Marines, and was assigned to a tank company, rather than tactical air. When Scott's turn came around, his dedication had wavered somewhat. Seeing the chaos of the war, and at home, he was uncertain on joining, until his brother was returned home after injury. Spending time with him in hospital convinced him to enlist. However, his brother was surprised when Scott enlisted in the US Navy, with aims of becoming a Naval Aviator.
Through hard work, and despite many setbacks and wavers here and there, he eventually made it to the Naval Academy, and into the fighter wing. Fast jets had caught his eye, and after some persuasion by a older aviator, he found himself flying the F-14 Tomcat, and soon fell in love with the big fighter.
Scotts' skills as a pilot were strong, and while he was more than capable in air-to-air combat, air-to-ground combat was his true area of expertise.
He performed many missions during the war in support of US and Allied operations, including covering amphibious landings in South-East Asia and on the Eastern shores of Siberian Russia. He flew missions overland as well, including SAM Suppression missions, and numerous interdiction and search-and-destroy missions, even taking out SRBM's in concert with Special Forces ground teams.
Following the war, he received commendations, but took the choice to muster out early during the draw-down of forces, finding himself tired and emotionally worn-out after the many years of fighting and gruelling routine. He moved around in careers and location for a while, travelling across the rebuilding USA and Canada, and worked odd-jobs helping on construction projects, and in other areas, as well as working as an artist for a while. He soon found that he missed flying, and when news began to filter through of the situation in Eastern Europe and the other Dead Zones and Badlands, and the PMC operations there, he looked into enlistment. Finding Thunderbolt Black to be offering the best package, as well as a set of principles he agreed with, he offered to join up. Seeing his service history, the group were glad to accept him, and he soon found himself flying a Super Tomcat again, along with a former US Navy navigator who quickly became a good friend.
Promoted to squadron leader after two sucessful contracts with the 105th Squadron to fill a vacant position, he is eager to prove himself.
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