Post by drewsie on Jan 2, 2010 19:09:52 GMT -5
Name: Aaron McCaskey
Mobile Suit: Classified
Age: 33
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 228 lbs
Eyes: Gray
Hair: Black
Appearance: Husky build with semi-over regulation unkempt hair length giving him the appearance of always just woken up. He maintains a well groomed and waxed mustache. He carries with him at all times a small black comb with which he brushes his mustache frequently.
Having grown up in a long line of military officers, Aaron was groomed since childhood for what his father claimed was his true role in life. Not always playing the role of poster child though, He often was caught by the MPs at parties or causing mayhem. Loud, rambunctious and carefree he would of been expelled early on if not for his aptitude in command and control as well as his cool head in a combat situation. Often the center of harassment for the fact that he was so short and stocky he always managed to turn it into something to joke about with them instead of turning it into a fight.
At the start of the war he was in command of a tank battalion which subsequently saw heavy fighting and took heavy losses when the zeon began there invasion of earth. He quickly began to understand something his father used to tell him all the time.
"To be a good leader, you have to love the service. To be a good commander, you had to be willing to destroy what you love."
It was a harsh way to learn what those words meant, losing so many in battle. But with new orders to take charge of his mobile suit team and the battle weary battleship Black Hawk who only weeks ago lost their commander in a battle. He knew those words his father spoke would be invaluable to him.
Mobile Suit: Classified
Age: 33
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 228 lbs
Eyes: Gray
Hair: Black
Appearance: Husky build with semi-over regulation unkempt hair length giving him the appearance of always just woken up. He maintains a well groomed and waxed mustache. He carries with him at all times a small black comb with which he brushes his mustache frequently.
Having grown up in a long line of military officers, Aaron was groomed since childhood for what his father claimed was his true role in life. Not always playing the role of poster child though, He often was caught by the MPs at parties or causing mayhem. Loud, rambunctious and carefree he would of been expelled early on if not for his aptitude in command and control as well as his cool head in a combat situation. Often the center of harassment for the fact that he was so short and stocky he always managed to turn it into something to joke about with them instead of turning it into a fight.
At the start of the war he was in command of a tank battalion which subsequently saw heavy fighting and took heavy losses when the zeon began there invasion of earth. He quickly began to understand something his father used to tell him all the time.
"To be a good leader, you have to love the service. To be a good commander, you had to be willing to destroy what you love."
It was a harsh way to learn what those words meant, losing so many in battle. But with new orders to take charge of his mobile suit team and the battle weary battleship Black Hawk who only weeks ago lost their commander in a battle. He knew those words his father spoke would be invaluable to him.