Rex Yangtree

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Rex Yangtree

Age:	39
Gender:	Male
Primary Occupation:	Stormtrooper / Space Marine / Space Breach Specialist
Secondary Occupation (optional):	Security / Bodyguard / Salvager
Equipment:	Alliance Military Assault Space Suit, Pistol, Assault Rifle, Short Shot Gun, Clothing: Various uniforms, casual outfits and formal attire. In Storage: A collection of various military reproduction weapons and paraphernalia. A traditional one shot set of dueling pistols.
Appearance:	Very fit. Good looking features. Always neat and tidy. There is no room for sloppiness in personal form, clothing or conduct. 6' 2", 210 lbs.
Faceclaim:	James Purefoy
Initial Personality:	A cookie cutter stereotypical classical soldier. Polite, professional, stand-offish, reserved; yet friendly and accommodating. Rex will approach a situation with some ability to show some reflection, that is, among upper class socialites he knows the stiff collar and upper lip. And among rowdy soldiers full of testosterone and estrogen he can rough and tumble and toss and grumble like a old school trooper, which he is.
Underlying Personality:	Rex is also the poster boy for long lost anal retentive professional soldier. Not much tolerance for sloppy silly civilians or those that have had an easy and protected life. It's one reason he seems to have found a life in the black. Hard folk working a hard life. Something he can respect. He has had no close friendships or love interests since before the war. Those he had ended badly. Death, a selling out to the military industrial complex. His life seemed to have died with the war. Honor, Loyalty, Tradition. When at ease he can laugh, drink, flirt and still have a good time; almost always with one eye open and one less drink than the rest. Corporate and individual greed, selfishness, stupidity, laziness, sloth... he despises.
Known History:	Born in a Londinium superb in 2480, Rex Yangtree was the latest generation of a long line of traditional military family. Four generations of working middle class Enlisted ranks, sergeants, warrant officers and then the latest generation, to include Rex, went to Officer's School, Rex at the age of 18. While not initially something the elders in the family endorsed, it was accepted. Rex excelled and by the time Civil War broke out Rex Yangtree was a trained and experienced soldier in the Marines with a specially in Ship to Ship infantry combat, that is, breaching and defending ships from infiltration. They called them Stormtroopers. Rex was a Major by the end of the war and highly decorated. He was also a rare survivor of a specialty that had a high rate of death. Rex 'was lucky', a few burns, small bullets nicks and fragmentation scars. After the war the need for Stormtroopers was nil. An attempt by him and his family and contacts to find a place for him in the downsizing military went for naught. Rex was too bitter and unqualified for a desk job. The senselessness of the war, the pain, the loss of friends and loved ones. The devotion to profit and the shift to corporate structure... He resigned and took to the black. Since then he has toured the black, hired out as a mercenary, bodyguard, salvage due to his space-faring skills. Not much work for blasting one's way onto a errant spaceship.
Other History:	A torrid love affair just before the war with the daughter of an Admiral that did not approve of his family lineage. The affair was broken up. A child left behind that he only became aware of much later. A reunion with the mother and child did not last long.
Skills and Strengths:	Major Yangtree is a career fully trained professional space marine with a specialty in breaching enemy ships and defending against the same. Space suit, weapons, hand to hand training, limited explosives and welding. Code of Conduct: Rex has the professional Alliance Officer code. Honor, tradition, loyalty.
Weaknesses:	Regrets: He's not found any place in the verse for himself except being a soldier. Some occasion depression and PTSD from his years of service. But it it not debilitating. Cynic. He doesn't really believe in anything except his code of conduct. He can kill an enemy with little remorse but will show mercy when possible without exposing himself or others to foolish risk. Skills are limited to soldiering. Socially he can mix in dress uniform or tux as well as fatigues and bunkhouse. But deep down he remains cautious and reserved. Friends have never lasted long given his profession. No piloting, technical or engineering except for some small specialty craft and gear for breaching and fighting.

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