Post by Flannigan, S. on Sept 12, 2014 21:00:44 GMT -5
UNITED NATIONS SPACE COMMAND DEFENSE FORCE
PERSONNEL COMMAND (PERSCOM)
CAREER SERVICE VITAE
PERSONNEL COMMAND (PERSCOM)
CAREER SERVICE VITAE
Basic Information
Name: Shay Torin Flannigan
Age: 33
Birth Date: Nov. 11, 2509
Birth Place: New Dublin, Outer Colonies
Service Information
UNSC Military Identification: 584-392-765
Service Number: 24868-79428-SF
Rank: Captain (O-3)
MOS: 0302
Billet: Company Commander
RIFLE QUAL: 220
PISTOL QUAL: 250
SWIM QUAL: S2
PFT: Class 1
Unit Information
Command: 22nd Marine Division
Regiment: 12th Regiment
Battalion: 1st Battalion
Company: Oscar Company
Medical Information
Gender: Male
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 160 lbs
Eye Color: GRN
Hair Color: BRN
Blood Type: O+
Personality Profile: Shay Flannigan is a creature of complete habit. He can be seen running the same four mile route through the ship starting at 0500 every morning. He is frighteningly prompt to all of his meetings, both with his subordinates and superiors, arriving precisely when the meeting is scheduled. He takes his responsibilities deathly serious and expects his fellow officers to do the same, being known to call meetings and awful times just to force his cadre to adapt their hours.
There is another side of him that shows through on the rare occasion when he can truly let down. For all his intelligence, discipline, and devotion to men and mission, Shay is at his heart a simple man who only wished to be a farmer. He doesn't play the games of many officers, and while this has earned him the respect of his men, and helped him produce many fine officers under his command, he has not gained much traction in climbing the ranks. Nothing makes him loose his short Irish temper faster then political games that put men's lives at risk.
Physical Description: Flannigan is hardly an imposing figure, but he looks like a solid piece of muscle from the years he has dedicated to the Marine Fitness Program. He has a square jaw that bulges slightly when he clenches it (usually a sign of disapproval) and bright green eyes. His brown hair is shorn tightly to his head, and any hint of facial hair is immaculately shaven away before anyone might be able to see it. His teeth are a little crooked, and when not deadly serious, there is a light in his eyes that would seem incredibly happy if not for the grim expression that is usually seen on his face.
His shoulders are slight, but the uniform that hangs off of it is immaculate, with creases pressed in to his usual daily wear uniform. He moves quickly with a bounce in his step that all but the newest privates seem to be able to match. He is compact, but well muscled, though that is normally hidden beneath his uniform. On PT days that he spends with his Company, he almost always catches eyes for his sheer level of fitness, looking like muscle and sinew wrapped around a frame of steel.
Background Information: Born Shay Torin Flannigan to a proud Irish family on Harvest, Shay grew up around a hard life full of long hours in the fields and working the ground to produce the very most. He loved every minute of it, spending his free time by a willow tree that hung over a nearby stream, building forts, playing IRA and Soldiers (he came from a long line of former IRAs), and doing other various things that boys do with lots of space, few people, and a family that pushes a hard work ethic.
When he reached the age of eighteen, he proved an aptitude with farming, ranching, and all things outdoors. He applied, and was shockingly accepted, to a college in the inner colonies, where he could learn the science behind agriculture. While he missed his life in the great outdoors on the farm, he adjusted well to the life on campus, meeting others like him and building a reputation as a no nonsense student who pursued his interest to the fullest extent and had the brains to back it up. He was elected president of the Alpha Gamma Rho fraternity his junior year, being well liked, knowledgeable, and unwilling to take BS from any of his compatriots. He was well on his way to returning to Harvest and living out his life long dream of owning his own farm and living the simple life with a fellow ag student he had been seriously dating.
Then the Covenant arrived. When news of Harvest finally reached him (he lost his entire family there) he resigned immediately and joined the Marines. His college credits put him into officer training where he approached it with the same intelligent, hard working, no nonsense approach he had taken to college. It earned him friends, but due to his unwillingness to play the games required of officers it also earned him enemies. He rarely got the recognition he was used to, but fortunately it didn't matter. He was there for revenge. He graduated near the top of his candidate class, showing heavy aptitude in personal leadership and unconventional tactics.
He was assigned as the Platoon leader of 3rd Platoon, Alpha Company, 2nd Battalion, 8th Regiment for his first foray with the Marine Corps. Stationed on Arcadia, he finally got his chance at payback, though it didn't look like he expected. While he wasn't anything amazing, he was proficient, no nonsense, and earned the respect of his men very quickly. He didn't make much headway with the Brass though, and it has taken him almost ten years to get to his Captaincy, Oscar Company being only his second company command.
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