|Ruse T. Haives|
|Organization:||Star Military of the Democratic Imperium of Nepleslia|
|Current Placement:||NSS Okir'Shakai|
Build and Skin Color: Ruse is fit with moderate amount of musculature to his frame. His skin is tanned a light bronze from his time during boot camp.
Eyes and Facial Features: Ruse has a somewhat masculine, angular jawline with piercing green eyes and angular nose.
Ears: Rounded, wide, human.
Hair Color and Style: Ruse has short, red hair that is buzzed close to his scalp in a traditional military cut.
Distinguishing Features: Ruse has 2 scars on his right knee cap, the top one being about 2cm long and the lower being 3cm long, from a laceration from a window pane. He also has scar on his right thumb that wraps half around dorsal side of his thumb's last knuckle.
Personality: There are three sides to Ruse. To the casual acquaintance Ruse is a rather shy polite and quite individual when he's sober. However those who he lets into his shell get a view of a different person. To his friends he can be a bit abrasive with his very sarcastic attitude when he's sober. Then there is when he's on a binge. While on a drinking binge Ruse is rather combative towards others.
Ruse's father died while he was at young age. He has a rather distant relationship with his mother and near non existence relationship with his 4 siblings (1 younger sister and 1 older sister. 2 older brothers.)
Ruse was born 20 years previous in some slum clinic in the depths of Funky City. His family at that time was a rather intact one leaving him having the normal for, a Nebllesian, toddler-hood. However, by the time he turned 5 his father had passed from some unspecified accident. That is when his family life started the deterioration that would highlight his upbringing. After his father passed his mother begin to become more withdrawn from family life leaving him and his younger sister to fend for themselves for the most part.
Ruse would get involved in various petty crimes at this time that would come to be the norm for him through his adolescence. Though his middle brother for a few years was still around and tried to be a surrogate father to Ruse he eventually got his own opportunity to move up in life. It would however give Ruse his motivation to better himself in his station in life. He'd grow to hate living on the streets with constant worrying were his next meal would come or where he would be sleep that night by that time.
Though what came to effect would be his acquisition of a taste of alcohol. It started off innocently enough as an occasional beer. He loved the buzz he got it from it. It made interacting with others much easier and was a great confidence booster. However it would gradually grow until it would take a 1/5 of high end spirits for him to get the same feelings, and currently much harder to maintain.
By the time he turned 18 he turned to one of the few options open for him which was the military. If anything it was a sure option for a few meals a day and a roof over his head. He went through boot camp with no real special merit about himself except for his natural adaption to power armor training. This would earn him a trip into the in dept power armor training that Funky City had to offer mainly that of close combat specialties. Again he didn't stand out in any real fashion other than not getting himself into much trouble. Especially since by this point he would have the occasional problems with not getting some alcohol into his system. It was relatively easy to acquire spirits while in Funky City.
Ruse T. Haives has the following items:
Ruse T. Haives is currently a P3C in the Star Military of the Democratic Imperium of Nepleslia.
|3000 DA||Starting Funds|