Post by Dawson on Aug 1, 2010 4:21:24 GMT -5
Name: Gunner Rebecca Evelynn Dawson, Chief Warrant Officer 3
Age: 37
Gender: Female
Ship: USSC Vanguard
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Gray
Other:
Standing at 6'4", she's easily noticed for her height, and her presence is further enhanced by her build. Though not exceptionally large, she's by no means a small fry, weighing in at nearly two-hundred pounds comprised of the kind of build you'd expect on a boxer. When in uniform, most Marines tend to leave her alone thanks to the silver bar with two red squares sitting on her collar, indicating her rank, and especially thanks to the bursting bomb opposite it, indicating her role as an Infantry Weapons Officer.
Tattoos: A small silver cross featuring demonic skulls rests on her inner left wrist; a winged demon skull rests square between her shoulder-blades; a blue fairy rests on the outer side of her right calf; a skull surrounded by roses rests on her outer right shoulder; lastly, a pair of flaming dice rest on the front of her left shoulder
Scars: The mark left from being fully impaled upon a two-inch thick pole lies just under her ribcage on the left side, a thin line runs up her right forearm, starting just between the middle knuckles and ending just along the side of the elbow, a jagged scar that runs all the way up her inner right thigh, starting just above the knee and ending an inch to the right of her navel, an even more jagged scar runs from just under her left shoulder blade to the back of her neck, just under the hairline, surrounded by numerous scars of various size along its entire length, and an inch-long line rests on the center of the top of her left foot, with a like mark directly opposite it on the bottom, she’s been shot four times, once an inch to the right of her sternum, twice on the back of the left shoulder, once on the left cheek (and no, not the cheek on her face), moderate scarring from glass shards are spread along her feet, lower legs, hands, and forearms, light burn scarring sits on the back of her right shoulder, several small burns from intense heat mark her skin in various places on virtually all parts of her body, the end of her left ring finger is missing just below the last knuckle, her right middle finger has been broken twice, once at the middle of the proximal phalanx, once near end of the intermediate phalanx, her right pinky finger has been broken once at the lower end of the intermediate phalanx, leaving both fingers slightly crooked, two vertical lines rest on the outer edge of her right eyebrow from having two piercings torn out, and, last but not least, her left earlobe is missing, also from having a piercing torn out.
Personality: Rebecca is, put bluntly...blunt. She's been called cold-hearted and amoral on numerous occasions, which she basically is, often proving herself to be almost too professional. She has long since given up on things like humor and compassion, trading them away for a sharper edge in combat, and leaving things like emotion for the people she gave them up to protect to have. She is calm, calculating, naturally aggressive, strict, and really capable of anything the situation requires, no matter what the so-called "moral" constraints might be. She may not quite be the perfect soldier, but she's not far off.
History:
Rebecca Dawson is the product of violence and narcotics. Born to middle-class Seattle, her parents and younger siblings were murdered over drugs, and she spent most of her childhood under the "care" of her junkie uncle and alcoholic aunt. She herself quickly began falling in with all the wrong crowds, landing her first visit to an Intensive Care unit at fifteen, but by some kind of blind luck, she never actually got caught doing anything illegal, so when seventeen came around, she was out the door and at the nearest military recruitment office before anybody really knew what was going on. To this day, past going home once to get her uncle to sign a consent form that he probably had no idea what it was, she has never seen another member of her family, and honestly isn't all that broken up about the fact. Not even contemplating either the Air Force or Navy due to her educational background, and not caring much for the idea of being cannon fodder, which discounted the Army in her eyes, she checked out the Marines.
Somehow it worked, and even if she wasn't sure she believed it, she wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Exactly eight days later, Rebecca shipped for training with an Infantry contract, lucky her, passed through Boot Camp, then the School of Infantry afterwards, and found herself stationed on the east coast of the US. More and more, she found herself actually liking her job, especially after a tour on an Expeditionary Force, and after her four year contract was up, Rebecca now a Sergeant, she reenlisted, opting for a transfer to Force Reconnaissance. After finishing that training, and another four years of taking as many of the hardest training courses she could qualify for and seeing a surprising amount of combat had passed...she reupped again. Four years, then another, and she was selected for Warrant Officer, where she was placed as a Recon Marine Instructor after promotion, and it's between there and a SERE School Instructor that she remained for three years, before further being selected as an Infantry Weapons Officer, or "Marine Gunner", remaining with an active Recon unit. Another year passed, marking yet another four years, as well as the twenty-year mark, and still she kept right on going.
Then came the Vanguard. Though she personally would have preferred to have stayed training Marines on Earth, an officer aboard the Vanguard that she had served with personally requested her transfer to the ship, citing the need for qualified combat instructors and, further, Marines with actual combat experience. She refused, however, to be relegated to the role of some kind of advisor, vehemently, and so, eventually, a middle-ground was reached. Rebecca was placed aboard the Vanguard as the ranking officer of the small contingent of Recon Marines attached to the ship, and though technically serving outside of her role as a Marine Gunner, nobody is very keen on pointing that out. The few that had the pleasure of getting to know a little about her before the Vanguard departed believe it's just best to do what she says, those that didn't typically just see the rank and leave her alone.
