Forsythe said
Bah! I need a PC executive officer! :D
I whipped this up on that thought. I'm quite willing, however, to give up the position, if someone else wants it.
|Appearance: Prematurely graying, grizzled, and scarred, Creon looks like he's 67, not 47. He's short and skinny - not for lack of food, but because he's only got muscle. His eyes are a piercing brown, deep-set and shadowed.
|Name: Creon Thomas
|Rank: Lieutenant Commander
|Role: Executive Officer
|Unit: Tempest Crew
|Age: 47
|Gender: Male
|Reason chosen for Tempest: Rescued from a desk job by Captain Alexis West; Capable manager of crew
|Personality: Under pressure, he tends to be loud, bellowing, passionate, fiery, hot-blooded, and gives the impression that he'd take apart enemy ships with his bare hands if nothing else. When not directly under a knife, Creon is fiercly loyal and passionate about his duty to ship and country. If he thinks the captain is angry about something, but keeping it quiet, he'll speak up in her stead. If one of his subordinates is screwing up, they'll know about it quickly, loudly, and close to their face. Creon has a talent for keeping the crew well-oiled and in a state of high morale, even if half the crew hates him at any given time.
He acts as advisor and friend to Alexis, and tells the hard truth when it needs to be told.
|Short Biography: Creon has had a long career in the Royal Navy, having served aboard four separate ships with one command. He met Alexis while serving aboard the same destroyer that she was a sonar operator for. He greatly respected her abilities and put in a good word with his superiors.
Creon is the sole survivor of a catastrophic and needless "training accident" whilst commanding a Daring-class missile frigate. Unfortunately, that left Creon as the wrongful scapegoat to everyone who didn't need-to-know. So the higher-ups quietly shifted him to an official desk job. Unofficially, he was transferred to a ship that wouldn't get anywhere near an ocean - The Tempest - at the request of his friend and soon-to-be commanding officer, Alexis West. Ever since the incident, the details of which he wouldn't tell anyone even if it
wasn't need-to-know, he's been incredibly reluctant to take command of anything. Not that he's incompetent; he simply prefers to not have end-of-the-line responsibility.