Valerio Vimes
Name: Valerio Vimes
Eye colour: Brown
Hair colour: Brown
Age: 29 years
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Rank: Weapons Technician
Valerio’s eyes are a dark deep brown, set within his pale face and is rounded off by a crooked smile framed by a lightly trimmed beard. His hair is normally keep short-cut, but has sometimes grown out a little, but tends to only become rougher and messier rather than actually lengthening. He usually wears a brown leather jacket over either dress shirts or simple t-shirts with worn dark blue jeans.
Personality
He has a slightly narrow view of things, resulting in him becoming incredibly focused on tasks at hand to the exclusion of all other events around him; while this allows him to complete work to a high standard and perform his duty with ease it has resulted in people finding him slightly distant. Enjoys a laugh but has never been very good at making people laugh. Greatly enjoys finding how things work and spends a lot of his time investigating the inner workings of any device he has used or seen. Feels at home when travelling new worlds and sailing the stars.
Equipment
He usually carries a custom build and designed long ranged rifle on his back as well as a pair of pistols kept in holsters (one under his arm and the other on his hip). Prefers to use projectile weapons to other kinds, but still owns some of each for such time as the need arises. Collects various weapons and devices from a myriad of cultures and races, and has learned how to use the majority of them.
History
Valerio was born to a family of miners who were working at the edge of the Coriv system aboard their ship ‘The Alexandros’, where he was part of a tight-knit human community. He learned to work the machinery and the techniques of mining at an early age, even improving upon several of the designs. As his interest in how these things worked his family tried to teach him as much as they could but there was a limit to what could be learned on their vessel. Eventually he began to work on ways to increase their defences and weapons, primarily due to the increased regularity of attacks on them by rogue traders and various alien raiders. He successfully converted the mining the drills and lasers into offensive weapons, due to the unreliability of their current defensive capabilities, and by the time he was fourteen he was one of the ships primarily technicians for many of the systems, but it was his own weapon system that they valued him for.
For his fifteenth birthday his family funded his application to attend a scholarship with the Intergalactic Council’s space corps, which is where he spent the following 10 years, before handing in his commission to returning to his family. His family had expanded their mining operation to several vessels, headed now by his elder brother while his younger sister was growing into the role. After a year or so aboard the mining vessels, he had already upgraded their security and stabilized their defences and was becoming board without much to break the boredom beyond trade disagreements.
Has spent the last couple of years working as a security officer and weapons technician aboard the Othra Station, but spends much of his time just trying to get through the day. Valerio's left eye was replaced six month back when his face was sliced up by a stray bullet, causing him severe head trauma; the result of this is that his brainwaves are a bastard for people to make sense of and increased perception from the cybernetic eye. It cost most of his savings to get it done so you'd hardly notice. Life aboard has been dull and routine for years but it beat the mining work he used to do so he's stuck it out in hope that it'll improve.