Post by McMillan, J. on Aug 1, 2014 9:44:43 GMT -5
UNITED NATIONS SPACE COMMAND DEFENSE FORCE
PERSONNEL COMMAND (PERSCOM)
CAREER SERVICE VITAE
PERSONNEL COMMAND (PERSCOM)
CAREER SERVICE VITAE
Basic Information
Name: James Arthur McMillan
Age: 23
Birth Date: July 17, 2518
Birth Place: Propitious, 24 Sextanis-B System
Service Information
UNSC Military Identification: 4543877
Service Number: 34822-11419-JM
Rate: Corpsman Third Class (CM3)
MOS: HM-8404
Billet: Platoon Corpsman
RIFLE QUAL: 218
PISTOL QUAL: 193
SWIM QUAL: S1
PFT: 176
Unit Information
Command: 27th Marine Expeditionary Unit
Regiment: 12th Regiment
Battalion: 1st Battalion
Company: Oscar Company
Platoon: Second Platoon
Medical Information
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 130 Lbs.
Eye Color: BLU
Hair Color: BLK
Blood Type: O-
Personality Profile: McMillan graduated from his Medical Training Unit with the highest grades of the term and setting several new records during his course of study. He is always willing to render any aid to his comrades; be it medical, financial, social, or religious in nature. He is cool and calculating, weighing outcomes before acting and speaking. He is utterly driven to protect and care for his fellow Sailors and Marines. McMillan tends to focus intently on his objective whatever it may be.
Despite his considerable knowledge and ability James has had difficulties with depression, stemming from a lack of self confidence. He has also struggled forming social relationships with his fellow shipmates. He is slow to trust and even slower to open up. Known to be Strong willed and very stubborn. Very rigid in his interpretation of regulations.
Physical Description: McMillan has close cropped black hair, and penetrating blue eyes. James' brow is almost always furrowed as if deep in thought, unless in a rare moment of levity with friends. He is short and lithe, what he lacks in strength he makes up for in speed. His physique is athletic but not bulky.
While lacking in scars he has several tattoos. Most noticeably in block letters down the inside of his right forearm is one word "Propitious." On his other arm is a phrase "Sto Unus." His chest bears the sacred Caduceus.
Background Information: James Arthur McMillan born July 17, 2518 on Propitious to Eric and Irena. Eric was a doctor in the major metropolitan area Hawkington, Irena was a housemother. Jim's early childhood was fill with the sorts of banal stories that parents love to tell.
Around elementary school was when he started to realize that he wasn't quite like the others. Where classmates would struggle to understand concepts he would have no difficulties. He enjoyed learning and school; until the bullies started in on him. He had to learn to defend him self quickly. He decided to gather all material he could on self defense courses from the library and sources online. He trained by himself for weeks, as with other things he proved rather adept at martial arts; but it was rarely more than an ends to a means. He withdrew from his peers when he realized that none of them could keep up with him academically. He worked hard and graduated from Sagan High-school early at 16 as the Valedictorian.
He started at the DeGrasse Tyson University following in his fathers footsteps. He set his sights on a career in medicine, studying to become a doctor. It was the week before he received his Bachelors degree when they came. He had kept the trend of excelling scholastically and was slated to be the Valedictorian once again. He was in a classroom listening to his classmates revel in their upcoming graduation, most leaving with their degrees and making their ways in the world. He was looking forward to medical school and eventually internship.
Propitious was one of the first colonies to get glassed. When the attack started the others became panic stricken, students and faculty alike. It quickly became clear to James that as usual no one else was going to do anything. In a rare display of publicity he gathered the attention of his classmates and lead them towards the spaceport. There were 20 in his group that left campus. Seven arrived at Newton spaceport after ensuring they made it onto a ship. He returned to the fray helping others to the spaceport. For three days and two nights he helped charter people to safety and saved countless lives. He hadn't seen his family since the siege began, He held out hope that they evacuated. He finally left on the third night being physically and emotionally drained. That's when they glassed the planet he called home. For months he searched for his family, but has not been able to locate them.
He swore his oath into the UNSC Navy at 21. His age isolated him from his youthful peers. The usual games ensued and he had his fair share of time with the DI's. He garnered a reputation for being quiet and very strict, during his stint as student NPO his peers joked that he was more of an asshole than the Drill Instructors. He passed basic without major incident. His prior training helped during his year of medical training, he even offered to help his shipmates that were struggling with the curriculum. He served his internship aboard the UNSC Hopeful, where he had his chance for hands on work. He excelled at treating patients, what he lacked was empathy and bedside manner. After his internship he volunteered for Field Medical Training Battalion, as such he was inducted into the hallowed brotherhood of the combat corpsmen. After the grueling 16 weeks he was stationed to O Co. 1-12 Marines.
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