StarKruzr
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Athletic, hazel-eyed, and with hair that's apparently going grey early ("early grey, never bald", he tells himself...), Giulian "StarKruzr" Wanthwaite is a remnant of the old, pre-FLEET Board armed forces, and looks the part – but prior service as an officer in Urban's QUILLs gives him the quiet ingenuity-of-equipment that any soldier learns, even one for an entity as weird as the Board, and his modern uniform tends to have an uprated plasma rifle and a sabre stuffed into the belt when he can get away with it. Giulian is also something of a
smartass. As is typical for many of those for whom socialization does
not initially come easily, he learned early on in life to rely on humor
as a pressure valve in uncomfortable situations. This usually works,
but sometimes results in someone getting very messily angry. Indeed, SK
got his Board handle from an incident in the Urbalon V O-Club about six
months after he joined the Board - having gotten quite “liquefied” on
some choice whiskey, he and some fellow Boardies were gathered around a
table and trying to come up with a handle for him. Someone suggested
something along the lines of “Stark Raving Mad,” but alas, as he was
writing it down decided to take a short nap. When he and the others
woke up again the next morning he found something that sort of
resembled “Starkrzkrlmr.”...and that was that. His ideals and values mean much to
him, which is why he first joined the Quills and, later, FLEET. The
idea of maintaining the peace between Boardies appeals to him –
especially since they so often have many more troublesome worries than
internecine conflict to
deal with. He also remains sort-of-kind-of a
Catholic after a great deal of soul-searching, which takes on something
of a new aspect when various religious figures breathe down your neck
on a not-too-uncommon basis. |
Name and Rank: Commodore Giulian R.
“StarKruzr” Wanthwaite, FLEET, Executive Officer of Urban’s Quills.